The Incomplete Works of Arik Fletcher
Though seldom do I see you,And not often do we speak,I always think about you,Every day of every week,There is a magic to you,In the things you do and say,And truly do I wish you,A most glorious Birthday.
Though seldom do I see you,And not often do we speak,
I always think about you,Every day of every week,
There is a magic to you,In the things you do and say,
And truly do I wish you,A most glorious Birthday.
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