Skills
My skills are above all can see
It will make you blind like that time I stole your ring.
You can’t see me, I’m quick as a ninja.
Is she looking for her destiny?
My skills are the ones that makes others awe
But how I will give for others to hold the powers I have.
To grasp the abilities that I possess.
Will you take it?
My skills are gone.
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