Every day, I see you grow up a bit more. I am happy that you have a future. And hope. And a belief.
I know acutely that I might be on a reverse countdown. Like a rocket. Steady, simple and counting down.
All roads to the future. So says the maps app. I have been typing in the search box "1999 January" far too often. Of course my search history is confusing it. Someone back in the team is wondering which part of the earth did they miss out?
As they ponder, time continues its march. Every day, I see you grow up a bit more.
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