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Dear David :
You blaze with such a vibrant light
that you are,
as intended,
blinded by your own brilliance.
Forgetful
( again intended )
of the blessings you've selected
for this tour in time :
Exceptional intelligence
- a condition that endures
in spite of
your conditioned denial.
Quick, yet reticent wit
- not a patent facet
of intelligence,
but brightened by it.
Physical beauty
- ''el hijo de su madre'',
whose radiance you reflect,
yet refute.
And extraordinary intuition
- your fear of which
is endearingly ordinary -
though intuition is merely illumination
( un-random rays
of the perfectly patient light
conceived to define darkness
. . . and that which is not ).
