May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
The sun shine warm upon your face
The rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
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I think it's an old Celtics, or Irish blessing. Dunno where it came from, just suddenly popped up in my head.
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