Intangibly bound despite the cut cord.
Apron strings wind around my heart like the laces of her pink Chuck hi-tops.
Sing to me. Send the volley over the net.
Show me your frustration - your courage - your joy.
Inimitable style. Indomitable character.
First call. First friend. First love.
Covering a multitude of sins.
Nobody's perfect.
And I'm not getting another perm.
Thankfully.
Yours.
Happy birthday! ("KMF's gonna rock you!") By-the-way, here's how we wrapped your present:
Hope your day is wonderful! tIO x
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