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Happy Birthday Song - Axat

 Your soul grows older with every round around our yellow sol adding experience to your portfolio

Adwitya Axat completed her third spiral on this third rock from the Sun gaining expertise being guided by us

Now I would never ever wish for her to have the kind of broken life I have had and that’s a sad fact but I do my utter best to overcome our bitter beginnings every second and build a solid new innings

See metaphors and similes bring smiles to our minds if we try and understand the reasons sublime that underpin such thought processes and create a euphoric state of mind and pass it on so that she starts to state exactly what’s on her mind imaginatively driving the unique narrative of her life and take a shot at becoming a shooting star that glows bright in the night sky dazzling our eyes and illuminating our lives making her the best human to ever exist - this is my prediction manifestation exaltation expression in finite continuation

All of my little one’s life is worth recording for forever more but I’m glad I’ll have the moments I managed to digitise for eternity until mortality takes its inevitable toll on us so make your life worth a fantastic end by living a full power existence.


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