Another birthday. Malry, you are nineteen years old and have the innocence of an infant. You have the purest of hearts. You see no faults in others. You love and are loved by all that come in contact with you. You hold no grudges. You have no contempt. You are physically confined and spiritually limitless. I love you so much. Happy Birthday.
Sincerely,
Your humbled father.
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