Dream, young child.
Your path is before you.
You could do a thousand things
But you can't do all of them
So, for now, you need to dream
You need to aspire
You need to pick
Need to choose
Need a way to pick the left fork
Or, sometimes, know what's right
No human will pick 'em quite like you
So you need to become yourself
Dream, young child
Your path is before you
And you alone
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