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Magical, powerful makes me feel different,
And at the same time timid and miniscule.
Like the sea in the morning right at dawn,
Or when it’s going down at dusk.
Like a nickel, dime or quarter,
Coins clinking inside my pocket.
It’s what you think of
When you think of magic.
Shooting wisps of gold,
And silver in the sky.


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