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Love notes

I woke up in the middle of the night one evening a few days before Master’s birthday, as I lay there listening to him breath I thought of this for his card.  I quietly got up and jotted down notes and went back to bed.  As I climbed back in bed he reached out like he always does and pulled me close to him.  I truly love this man, this amazing man, with all of my heart and soul.

Dear Master,

I am your slave, your property.  I belong to you.  This does not make me weak.  On the contrary; I am strong.

Although I struggle sometimes to understand things; not just with school but with life in general, I persevere.

I believe in myself because I first believe in You.

I know who I am today, because of You.

Happy Birthday dear Master!  I Love you now and I will Love You Always,

Your loving slave,

xoxoxox

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