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My Voice


Most know that many are born with  talent

I knew I had potential from the start

But others are blessed with great skills, that's valid

I thrive on technique, others from the heart. 

I strive to reach that desired level

While others seemed to have already reached it

I try hard, but maybe it's the devil

Preventing me from getting a hit. 

Or an inch of success to be exact

But I must claim responsibility 

For my own true failures, that's a real fact

So that I reach those capabilities.

I do believe one day I'll reach my one goal

There are so many possibilities.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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