It always starts with an impulseā¦a sudden, but subtle surge.
Reality strikes an unnerving blow.
Steel-shut truth doors are suddenly opened;
As we blindly search for that beautiful glow.
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My son...
Be strong. Strive to be more than average in all you do,
But be content also, even when your dearest dreams don't come true.
Embrace failure passionately; care for the drench of pain;
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My son...
Love what you do, but prefer what you love.
Make compromises, but know when enough is enough.
Be married to the truth, but be acquainted with subterfuge;
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My son...
I'm a few moments away from eternal bliss with your mother.
My hand shivers as i try my best to pen down this letter.
My heart is sore, embittered, and i weep for my mistakes,
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