Unto, hold great, that gift,
Wonders of that applies,
Spirit, highly, so swift
Rising, like to the skies.
Blazing as with desire,
To glory, equal so,
Amount, will to go higher,
Essence, opens to flow.
That, for greatness inside,
The way that shows sweet gains
Love brings, with bliss so wide.
Dreaming big is the brains.
Free, to originate
Beauty, for all to see,
Comprehend, well and great
Wonderful, it can to be.
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