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My Magic is Myself



 



 



Never forget the warmth of



our own light, with love, peace



and harmony, that is our



magic.



 



Listening to heart music



how magical it can be, bringing



peace and answers to questions



we have pondered on without



a magical song.



 



No problems can live in



a mind filled with light and



song, it is truly magic.



 



Listen to those tunes that



make you happy, you'll



have no regrets.



 



When you do your work free



from stress, you'll be like a



bird set free from his



cage.



 



Find your magic, you



carry it every day, it just



waits to be found.



 



Born with magic, live



with magic, grow old with



magic passing it on



when you leave



this world in peace.



 



Magic appears always when



your searching, never give up what



you feel it is the true magic



living in your soul.



 



Listen to music and find



the miracle of magic in your



heart.



 



Magic always live in our



hearts souls, minds.



Majestically flowing from



within always.



 



 



YOUR MAGIC IS YOU!



 



 



 



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