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There is a time that's magic
All one can do is enjoy
So in the steepled past remains
The thought of magic gone
Oh how to capture this moment lost
To cradle it in our wanting hands
And imagine it's not lost again
But alas it's a fleeting dream
Lost to memories song
Until the day we beseech the sky
To find where we belong
All one can do is enjoy
So in the steepled past remains
The thought of magic gone
Oh how to capture this moment lost
To cradle it in our wanting hands
And imagine it's not lost again
But alas it's a fleeting dream
Lost to memories song
Until the day we beseech the sky
To find where we belong
Poetry - Holding Magic
© 2012 - 2024 G-E-Graves
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