I prithee, my friend, on thy soulful birthday,
Thy voice, a river, flowing freely faraway,
To those who mourn, thou bring'st light,
To those who are grown, thou call them to fight.
Keep thy voice, a motivation,
Keep thy message, an inspiration,
I prithee, my friend, on thy soulful birthday,
O thou, a little but singing soul.
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