It is hard for me to send you birthday wishes. You are being held hostage. It is hard for me to imagine you in captivity. It is hard for me to drink my morning coffee without you. It is hard for me not to hold you tight.
It is hard for me not to talk to you every day, several times a day. It is hard not to ask you where you are going. When you are coming home? It is so hard for me.
But if it is hard for me, how hard is it for you? How are you surviving 121 days being held hostage? Four months, 2,880 hours?
My Liri, it is your birthday. You are 19 today and you cannot know how much you are…
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