A m ancla,
I kope your dreams
take you to tke corner of your smiles, to tke kicjk- est of your kopes, to tke windows of your oppor- tunities, and to tke most special places your keart kas eeer known. May
tke road rise up to meet you and tke sun skine on you...always and foresee.
I loee you. Mom
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