Remember when you sung me this at 5 AM, Jacob? "Our baby will have ten fingers and ten toes the same But Shi, just like you, our baby won't have middle name."
"It is no accident that you are reading this. I am making black marks on white paper. These marks are my thoughts, and although I do not know who you are reading this now, in some way the lines of our lives have intersected... For the length of these few sentences, we meet here. It is no accident that you are reading this. This moment has been waiting for you, I have been waiting for you. Remember me."
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