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As I lay beneath the trees with my niece named Kennedy Guerrero as family friend watching and when it’s needed they are willing to help assisting as teen days begin to arrive. I know my brother and Amber will look to the sky at times they come to be confused wondering why Kennedy won’t listen but yet as we all say eager to begin a woman’s life but as words we all speak growing up is not completely smooth having no kind of blockings or not just that as times will come you’ll want to fall back to being young as an old memory comes to rise in your mind or a old time song is sung but as the young trees grow strengthening as the wind blow as it same as you all I must say Kennedy be happy strong and don’t rush growing up cusp a woman’s life will come as it’s meant to be. I love you 

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