When a sound becomes a name
When a light bursts into flame
When nothing is the same
It is my life I claim
My little life that stirs
Into an inner picture world
Drawn from everything outside
It's all so fresh and new
And suddenly I remember you
Though it takes me many years
You who were my first wonder
A face I could revere
So even now at the ending
I feel you drawing near
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