Talents
Those coins are bright,
they make us shine,
we bear them in us,
we call them talents.
some peole have many
and some have less,
but everyone
has something special.
Oh soul my soul,
don't be so proud,
are you so special
in this crowd?
Did you forge
this coin alone?
How can you tell,
it is your own?
Thank the Giver,
who made you spark,
it is his light
that fights the dark.
Don't waste your coins,
it is a shame,
they have been given,
for an aim.D.C
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