If you were still here you'd be 25, quarter of a century old.
We are growing older, tits getting saggier,and turning more jaded with life.
But you my friend, you are forever young, forever innocent, forever cheerful and happy.
Most of all, you're forever 18.
I miss you terribly, my friend.
Happy birthday, dear algamon :p
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