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Use your gifts while you can...That is, before death catches up to you. |
| You are given the key for a door only you can open. You are given the pen for a book only you can write. You are given a brush for a picture only you can paint. Your soul calls to you but you do not listen. Your heart screams for you but you cannot understand. Your mind is clouded with things that do not matter With things that only bring you unhappiness. Don't you realize how you can change the world? Don't you understand how to discover who you are? The voice of your soul echoes over the hills, but remains forever unheard. |