DB ( / Modjeska Canyon, CA, USA)


To waste a true gift from God, Is to waste one's true beauty inside. To let a true talent hide, Unlike the moon, the sun, and the tide. Denies everyone the joy, Makes us no longer, Under the Creator's employ.

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