Each place I look, I see magic abounding in the mists gently rising from a winter lake a dew drop clinging to an early morning branch. Each place about me, I hear magic abounding the song of a bird flitting through the trees water trickling through a quiet meadow. Each breath I take, I taste magic abounding in the crispness of the chilly fall air the musty scent in a lush forest. Each day I live, I feel magic abounding in my heart that fills with the joy of life the breeze lifting my Spirit above the mundane. |
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Magic abounds everywhere! Open your heart and let magic in!
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