I’ve got to find
that little girl again
The one swept up by dreams
and imaginings
The one told to come back
down to earth
and feel differently
She understood how to live
She felt deeply
She saw vibrant colors
and beauty
She danced to her own tune
She was magic
I’m searching for you
little one
I’m bringing you back
to dance and sing more
to write the craziest stories
to get lost in the beauty
of thought and dreams
because when I see you
my face brightens
life holds joy
and I dance in the storms


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