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Watching You Grow
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Compassion and Empathy You have been hiding so long,
drifting, in a pond of confusion.
Even so,
you are connected, my friend,
to a love far greater than
the one with which you
struggle on this earth.
No longer can you be a prisoner
in your little pond,
for the ocean is there;
its turbulence is mild
compared to the the little body
of water in which you swim.
The gate to the future is open.
It is yours; embrace it.
When you think I am not looking,
my friend,
I am watching you grow.
