A Gift
I discovered in me a gift
To teach a slothful brain to swift
In love,caution,in words so sweet
For success feet, a success feet
Neglected,yet,tis my passion
Homeless now to build great
mansion
Of lives drown and soaked in
great portion
Of books potion, of books
potion.
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