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Birthday Messege

My heart marvels at the man i call dad the man who taught me how to iron my first shirt the man who loves me unconditionally the man who is proud to call me daughter the man who taught me to fend for myself the man who taught me that nothing in life comes easy that we get only which we deserve but above all the most intelligent yet courteous man i have ever known you will always be my idol. happy birthday Baaba and i love you a little more than you love me in your footsteps i will follow, but i intend to be better

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