You have been a dear friend,
Though a bit demented.
You helped me survive low spirits,
For which I’m ever indebted.
Prattling with you I never tire,
Your amity I very much need.
Even your eccentricities I admire,
So, of these lines take good heed.
Now beckons a future ambiguous,
And when in vocation, love and temperament,
Appear challenges prodigious,
Never say die,
Keep aiming high,
And this ideal, remember me by!
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