The frail child in the corner,
Soon transforms into a man,
The new master of the universe.
Don't suppress his laughter,
Or bury the ideas he counters,
Let him raise a fist in protest.
Let him show his self-worth,
In the little things attained,
Leave him to stand on his feet.
Instruct him a lesson or two,
Be it painful or hard to bear,
Pat his back and let his grow.
An Individual within the Mass!
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