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My Brother...
The day you were born the frosty December wind outside whispered your name, shaking the quiet cold of the earth. Not even the chill could calm the excitement flowing through my veins as I came to see you for the first time. People always joked about how I needed to be careful, and not be too jealous now that I wasn't the only child; however, the moment I held you in my arms, I knew all those people were wrong.
My Brother, I've watched with pride as you've grown into a great young man: fast, confident, handsome, intelligent. Remember to use these gifts with wisdom and moderation.
Never forget to be wise and just when dealing with the world you're about to enter, even though it will not be the same in dealing with you. Above all else, be master of your own destiny. Though forces of fate may or may not be at work in the world, never forget your power as an idividual. May you always be happy, till the end of your days.
Love always,
Zach
