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My mind wanders,And I dream of poetry and flowers
Inspired by the rain
Hitting the windows and inspired by words;
Of young men
Who exist only in paper and ink,
Who in turn dream
Of freedom and peace and flowers.
Trapped in pages they
Mourn for widows and weep for orphans.
The words that authors
Weave are lovely; they turn my mind
With the thoughts
Of the inspiring characters they create.
Dear, beautiful words
I thank you for being written for me
And for the world.
I thank the writer who wrote for me
And for the world.
I thank the One who created the writer,
For without Him,
Beauty and words would all cease to exist.








