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AN ODE
Deep into the recesses of my heart and mind...
Buried threin the profoundest memories of thine...
As I browse before bedtime thoughts conveyed each time...
Each most precious moments thine spent with mine.
But as I ponder deep into thine thoughts...
And, as thy begin speaketh of the truest of truths...
I cannot just help myself but to thee entrust...
And be subservient to what sayeth thee must not be disgust.
Speaketh of words bleak and blatant...
Are precursors of a personality enbolden ramphant...
Gifted with so much wits and vigor as HE has thee grant...
Yet, so beholden to GOD as a crystal-clear infant!
Thou hast the constitution that speaketh of Authority...
Thou hast the propensityof words that sayeth of decision and veracity...
Thou hast the immense impetus that maketh your Creativity...
And above all, a GOD-fearing heart that giveth the Beauty!
Only the fools and the weak will surreptitiously evade such fact...
Because such supreme qualities as thine are what exactly they lack...
For GOD have created multitudes, yet so tact...
That from amongst the seeds HE hast sown, HE has chosen YOU a Leader in fact!
--Digna (Mother)
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AHA! Just as I have thought, you are going to ask yourself "what exactly
does this marooned angel look like (in real life, that is!)?" Well, if you are mystified, then go ahead, take a peek at my pics.
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