We don't stop imagining because we grow older.

We grow older because we stop imagining.

Let your imagination soar.

Anything is possible if you let yourself believe.

Its all just what we each perceive to be real.

Imagination opens so many doors in your soul young and old.

Endless places for you to go.

Who knows where your mind will take you.

Let adventures ensue, they are all there locked away waiting for you to make it reality.

Did you know all you have to do is find the right key and its all there for you to see.

Open the doors to your imagination it will take you anywhere you dare to go.

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