True Son,
Rebellious, passionate, and stubborn
Like a tree with its roots,
Deeply planted and
Anchored into the earth,
He does not want to be removed
Daring is he,
As he attempts to escape
Loving is he,
As he is thoughtful to his brother
Yielding is he,
As he leaves his home behind
This is True Son,
Young, rash and wild
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