Throw caution to the wind in the dogged chase for greater glory.
Run like the wind when the wind blows, fair or foul.
Climb like temperature of my heart when I imagine your new soul.
May you always know that you belong, that you have a home in us.
And let that give you the faith to realize your wildest dreams.
Follow your heart because it will always lead you home.
Follow your dreams because they will always take you on the most interesting route.
May your mind always cradle the essence of your own ideas.
See the world as you see fit, so long as it's your own true belief.
Don't lose sight of wrong and right, but don't bow down to dogma.
Bend the pipes how you always imagined they would bend.
Whatever you do, wherever you do it, always be kind to your mom.
For she will always forgive you when your arbitrary whims go too far.
She will always take you home, even when your heart's not in it.
An even when your mind's eye pierces into some deep, dark corner.
And so will I, my beloved.
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