
In quiet moments, hearts take flight,
Imagining brings pure delight.
A world within, where dreams are spun,
Where endless tales are never done.
A spark ignites, ideas bloom,
Transforming shadows, chasing gloom.
From simple thoughts, great wonders grow,
In lands where only dreamers go.
We conjure castles, skies of gold,
Adventures grand, both young and old.
New worlds appear with every thought,
In realms our daily lives forgot.
The joy of imagining, wild and free,
Is painting life with fantasy.
It lifts the soul, expands the mind,
In dreams, true treasures we can find.
So let your thoughts run far and wide,
In imagination, joy resides.
For in those visions, brightly gleamed,
Lies the heart of all we’ve dreamed.
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