A letter for my future self

When one day, partial strong you no longer stubborn.

Will it be you at that time, already by the years to shape the blow.

You were always strong, always stubborn.

Know that this road has no end, but still go on.

Until he was wounded by a thorn by the wayside,

until he stumbled over a stone by the road.

Know that many things are not the answer,

and you, said to be the first to find.

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