I was the kind of particular person
Who'd discover magic on the ground,
As if The trick to true Pleasure
was something still left lying all-around.
I’d pull it outside of library textbooks
their pages ripped and worn,
And swore which i could see it
inside the air right before a storm.
If you’re cautious to love believing
I’m no stranger to distrust,
Back then all I located in library textbooks
was the odor of moths and dust.
And In spite of my each individual guarantee
that every rainbow retains some thing gold.
That not a soul born in history
as ever been silent Daring.
Until eventually I informed them by means of my smile
that believing is The important thing.
You cannot modify how the globe seems to be
until eventually you modify how people see.
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