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A cuddled baby will eventually attempt to walk
A fragile seedling can sprouts through rocks
A brittle egg perched at tree tops is fearless of height
Knowing it will leave its nests on its very first flight

As a youth you at the crossroads of opportunities of life
Don’t allow your choice of the road become a strife
It is all about the belief in whatever route you decide
And courage to blow the horn and begin the ride 

The growing trees are the ones that make the thicket
The blowing winds are the ones that precipitate
The flowing streams are the ones that head to the sea
The growing youths are the ones that live to be

Time is your ally to learn
Energy is your fuel to burn
Your dream is your value
Your youth is your virtue

Storms rage before you, waiting for a pacifier
Deserts thirst before you, waiting for an eco-warrior
Mysteries and puzzles wait for an interpreter
Castles stand before you waiting for a conqueror

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