In realms where stars and dreams entwine,
Creation's spark ignites the mind,
Beyond the grasp of sight's embrace,
Imagination finds its space.
A canvas vast, uncharted, free,
Where thoughts as ships sail endless seas,
No bounds to bind, no limits known,
In this realm, creation's grown.
Imagine, then, with eyes unbound,
Before the hammer strikes the ground,
A world untouched, a tale untold,
The future's tapestry unfolds.
Before the sculptor's chisel sings,
Before the poet's heart takes wings,
A world of wonder, yet unseen,
Lies in the realms where minds convene.
So dreamers dream, and thinkers think,
Infinite worlds on fate's brink,
For destiny's not set in stone,
It's crafted in the unknown zone.
Embrace the power, conceive the spark,
In silent chambers, let thoughts embark,
Creation's dance, a dazzling spree,
Imagine first, and then you'll see.
For minds ablaze with fervent fire,
Invention's forge, their heart's desire,
To shape the future, sculpt the new,
Creation's canvas, endless and true.
So seize the pen, the brush, the tool,
Unleash the mind, let brilliance rule,
Creation's tapestry, vast and wide,
Is woven in the dreams we bide.
Imagine, then, before you start,
The masterpiece within your heart,
For destiny's a canvas bright,
On which you paint with all your might.  

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