My dear son,

My hope, and dreams.
Look at you –
Tall and handsome
Naïve and smart
Stoic yet lithe
Ready to face the world and hard truths
I wish upon you – thy soul remains unbroken

None of these would matter
These alone will not spare you
They won’t see you as I do
To them, you can only be one thing
Notions built over the centuries
They wish upon you nothing but failure
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