Infinite Repository
After my soul got into the repository of hidden abilities,
I saw an enormous collection of talents and gifts
that could embarrass Mt. Everest in size and height.
I felt as though my heart was melting in an invisible volcano;
all the change that would bring peace, and break the prison of impossibility
was before my eyes, stored for eternity with no owners or use.
Fear of many souls living their own lives; fearing to be branded eccentric and boring,
had made these treasures to be where they are, one treasure after the other.......
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