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ENE 7-8

As the year passes by
the older you get. it feels like yesterday when you wanted to grow memories of us running and playing around the house still hunt me, never to believe TIME i thought was our friend can be so cruel
My sister, we no longer see each other every day,
But you’re in my thoughts in every way
Don’t be sad, be thankful, be glad.
Another birthday is to be had!
©drexeletsi