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Happy 18th Birthday Adylin Hady


18 is a special number we should enjoy and share,
Especially when it’s about someone we care,
Adylin Hady amazing and cool like wind in the air,
Expressing our love a montage we prepare…

A simple something to show we won’t flee
When you’re down we’ll try to make you glee
It’s like the song “count on me”
Deep inside we love you trust me…

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