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To My Little One

A time must come
When the game must end-
The blame game.
When the ashes must usher in new life
Completing the cycle of nature.

Little one rise from defeat.
Men are forged from failures,
Disappointment is only a tool most lethal
In the hands of the determined...
Be wise!

Free your mind
Let go of the past
Embrace change
Seize the future...
Be strong!

You must grow up
And speak up
You must learn to
Take the bull by the balls....
Always stand your ground!
Written by Kingvirky
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Author's Note
A letter to my future son.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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