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My friend constantly amazes me by turning the most simple of moments into beautifully poetic tales, and I am always left yearning to live directly in them. This whippoorwill is no testament to his skill with words, but rather a token of desire spurned by one of those late night, beer laden nocturnes that I have become so enraptured with.
Thank you for enriching my life with every conversation.
Happy Birthday A.