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To those who inspire.

They, who inspire us

dance on cushioned air,

Conjuring dreams

we never thought we’d share.

Sparking embers of a fire

deep within ourselves,

Reigniting passions

that once engulfed themselves.

In the wilderness we wanderer

our lives causeless and unplanned

But now, inspired, we follow

their well-worn footprints in the sand.

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