Oh, tiny soul, I implore thee, grace me with your presence, let our souls entwine. I've gathered wisdom, a gift to bestow. If you heed my words, life's mysteries will be clear.
I've armed you well for the solitary quest, Soon you'll soar, a grand creation, fully manifest. In the course of time, my cherished one, you'll stand on your own, My little one, your brilliance will be known.
I feel compelled to forewarn,
There are those who will lie and deceive,
They will cast shadow of doubt, making your confidence wane and roam.
Prey on your beautiful and tender heart, they will prey on your darkest fears.
A multitude of counsel, I've shared in ample measure,
Yet, my dearest, one truth must be your eternal treasure:
You possess a courage that outshines the nighttime stars,
Strength surpassing storms, in life's grand path.
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