Go or stay,
Fight or desist,
Clear or clumsy
Do whatever you like,
No compulsion
In anything, dear son.
You have created me,
Or I have created you,
No matter.
But we should be gracious
And forgive all.
And we should forget
The wrongs
Inflicted on us.
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