Those blessed with gifts and talents,
Aren't aware who has or has not.
Someone with an appetite,
Seeks to be fed.
And a feeding them of something,
Someone else may like...
Is often not the right thing to do.
You will be told.
And this might create friction.
Those blessed with gifts and talents,
Aren't aware who has or has not.
Someone with an appetite,
Seeks to be fed.
And a feeding them of something,
Someone else may like...
Is often not the right thing to do.
You will be told.
And this might create friction.
Or a repeated reminder!
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