"When I hold the pen in my hand" The eyes are the reader. The ears see the beauty The breath inhale both of that The lips are smiling like a new moon The mind is crazy It holds all-stars Hands start the dance When I hold the pen in my hand The Soul is a perfect rhythm With all of them The flower, stars, moon with sunlight All come on together In the photos, like a poem When I hold the pen in my hand. (SI)
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