LOST WORDS

I've got the idea ,
But lost the words.
I want to talk
About my dreams;
My vision
Of the world..
What I think of every smile,
Every tear ,
Every dream ,
Every look .

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It's like a secret garden
I like to build ,
But I find it hard
Though I want.
And I think ,
If I try ,
I can .

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but not now

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Because I can't find
A word to rhyme
With can .