Creation
Creation
I touch the hearts of millions
These millions become my children
Such dependent little children they are
Depending upon my heart
To feed them emoitions
For without my guiding thoughts
They would be lifeless
And would surely cease to exist
But not only they do I create
For these beautiful beings most have a home
And thus as a loving creator
I do give them a lush land
Of trees of flowers of mountains and of trees
Watching them thrive wild and free
Yet all is not innocent
For a random land with random people
Would be highly unlikely
So I grant them their jobs
Creating events and towns
Simply giving them life value
And with a flourish of smiles
The final touch is to create a rich plot
Of the likes no one has thus seen
While touching the hearts of millions
These millions become my children
Such dependent little children they are
Depending on my heart
To feed them freedon
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