May the road rise to meet you,
The wind always be at your back.
May the sunshine warm upon your face,
The rains fall softly upon your fields.
May green be the grass you walk upon,
Blue be the skies above you.
May pure be the joys that surround you.
May true be the hearts that love you.
Until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
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