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As you know, trees grow old, well over thousand years. I always like to think that our love can outlive trees, Naïma. Longer than trees, I love you to eternity and beyond. Nothing can ever change that. Even if our tree gets chopped down and used for something else, there's always the root carrying our eternal connection. People might wonder why there's a red string as a root, but we know. We alone know the meaning of such a tiny string. We are connected beyond distance, connected beyond death even. A red string carrying such significance...
Naïma, if you're reading this, know that I love you. You make me smile. You saved me from a life of darkness. You are my daily joy. You are the one keeping me awake at night.
You are my life.
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