Page 7 - Happy birthday, Arka.
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What is this, you might asked. First thing first, hello, there.
How's it feeling being twenty-one? Bet it felt normal
somehow, no? Let me say happy birthday first, my dear, my
love, my one and only. Hope this—whatever it is—find you
well. I don't want to spoil anything, but please don't expect
too much. I'm a dancer not a writer (also, I like science more
than literature, pardon me).
Regards,
The one making it.
P.s.: Sometimes I can be a little too
guess?
difficult to handle. Sorry in advance, I
P.s.s.: I love you.
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