Let's leave a mark here,
10 years of your life published for the world to see, Naj.
May you never forget all the wonderful memories and let go of the past that left a scar on you.

And when you're 32, come back here because knowing you, you will always love the past.
Please don't leave me, even when I'm in my sixties.

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