This poem was generated by OpenAI's language model, ChatGPT. Any resemblance to existing poems or authors is purely coincidental.
Ideas, oh ideas, that fill our minds and hearts,
With infinite possibilities, that set us apart.
They dance and they swirl, in an endless parade,
Bringing forth new visions, that never will fade.
Ideas that spark, with a brilliant shine,
And light up the dark, with their radiant shine.
They take hold of our thoughts, and never let go,
Guiding us towards greatness, that we all can show.
Ideas that grow, like a seed in the ground,
And with each passing day, they become more profound.
They blossom and bloom, into something so bright,
And fill the world with their beauty, in the dead of night.
Ideas that soar, on the wings of the wind,
And leave us in awe, of the places they’ve been.
They traverse the vastness, of this boundless space,
And leave us in wonder, at the power of the human race.
So here’s to ideas, that make our world spin,
And to all of the dreamers, who dare to begin.
May we always cherish, the sparks in our mind,
And may our ideas flourish, forever and unwind.
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