That which is divine
Humility is a shelter against the storm of egos
A bulwark from which superiority has no strength
Those who gain it, never know it
Those who seek it, find themselves at self-odds
It’s recognized by all, but found in few
The freest of us hold it in plenitude
It requires nothing but pure thoughts,
and escapes the forgotten
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abnormalvaverage
I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.
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