I was born with a gift
An innate talent
It was coursed through my ancestors
It flows through my veins
Embedded in my heart and mind
Even in my very soul.

The gift is like breathing
It was anchored
To my very existence
Nobody could imitate
It has been etched in me
By the One Above.

But this gift
Shall be honed
To its perfection
And shall be used
In accordance with
Its noble purpose.

I shall not be proud
Instead I shall be humble
This is my gift
To the one who gave me
This talent
The One Above.


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