Every child is an artist u till he or she is not
The greatest part of our inner beings tends to be forgot
To connect with the child,our innocence,unconditional love
Was the gift from our higher self who resides in the stars above
From Gaia to the stars
Your hopes and dreams may seem lost and forgotten
And all is falling apart
Grab on to that faint glimmer of hope
And illuminate the dark
So forget hoping
And be knowing
That your dreams and abundant blessings and soon you will learn
It's not a matter of if but always a matter of when
Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 7:04 PM UTC
Every child is an artist u till he or she is not
The greatest part of our inner beings tends to be forgot
To connect with the child,our innocence,unconditional love
Was the gift from our higher self who resides in the stars above
From Gaia to the stars
Your hopes and dreams may seem lost and forgotten
And all is falling apart
Grab on to that faint glimmer of hope
And illuminate the dark
So forget hoping
And be knowing
That your dreams and abundant blessings and soon you will learn
It's not a matter of if but always a matter of when
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