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In Playground Of Imagination

Each thing, for me, is an art and design. In each grain, I see a sign of the divine. I see and muse on each feat uniquely. I draw each line and sketch antiquity. I search, explore, and examine the truth. With tests and trials, I shun all that's uncouth. Happy end or sad end—I play each play. In the gauge of the truth, each thing I weigh. I split the sun, moon, and each little star. From rainbows, I remove each shallow scar. Weak sandcastles and strong stone forts I build. To witness a skilled cosmic guild, I'm thrilled.

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