Not-So-Random Letters
Oh, do you feel it?
Deep inside all of us it glows.
That bright light that shines.
Hope that wraps the whole globe.
It doesn’t matter at the end.
Because you’ll feel it.
Even if you don’t want to.
Soon, without expecting it.
Smells like clean air.
Tastes like sweet ice cream.
Feels like soft cotton.
Looks like pink lips and red cheeks.
Oh, do you feel it?
Deep inside all of us it glows.
That bright light that shines.
Hope that wraps the whole globe.
It doesn’t matter at the end.
Because you’ll feel it.
Even if you don’t want to.
Soon, without expecting it.
Smells like clean air.
Tastes like sweet ice cream.
Feels like soft cotton.
Looks like pink lips and red cheeks.
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