So if I buff this dusty lamp,
will the magic work for me.
Will it bring me happiness,
a house with a money tree.
Could I be a brilliant writer,
of philosophy and the like.
Will buffing this piece of metal,
really make all things right.
Or I should work on the inside,
cleanse the soul so to speak.
Polishing up those scratches,
no room for blurry streaks.
And then would it be magic,
is magic just a good deed.
I’m excited by the prospect,
now I’ve planted that seed.
Magic is what you make it,
and magic is kindness to me.
Humility and understanding,
not only the things I can see.
These qualities magnificent,
they brighten up any day.
Once you’ve given magic out,
it won’t dull or go away
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