If talent is what I need,
Life is so simple indeed.
But talent itself is not enough,
There is so much another stuff.
It could have been one of the days.
Which I would spend doing only good,
But my soul hardly stays,
Nothing else does it have to put.
I am so eager to have it faster done,
Time seems so slow
Only to have fun.
I am tired to regret,
Everything'll be great.
Tell me why to be upset,
All great things we will date.
Talent
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