Onward to face the greatest challenge I go
Not knowing what my future will hold
Ignoring all cautions, I have been told
Over the next ridge I go
Off into the darkness I see no light
Yet I quicken my pace and increase my stride
I look into my past and leave my pride
For going over the next ridge will give me new light
Never knowing when my journey will end
I fight until my dying breath
To reach my goal until I am finally laid to rest
So then over the next ridge I will go, as a new journey begins
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You are a poet. A hunter’s hunter. A friend beyond measure. A competitor. The gentleman every father hopes for his daughter to marry. A son without equal. You are good at being you.
Excellently lived, my dear son.