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 The completeness and celebration the last month brings to a year will engulf you to stupor with Joy, love and laughter. Long life is not a wish, but mandatory because this joy continues. Happy New Month and Merry Xmas In Advance


 I welcome you in grand style to this wonderful, victorious month. Your witnessing this month is not by chance, that’s why Joy, happiness and peace envelope you this season. Happy New Month and Merry Xmas in Advance


Directly Embodied for Certified Elevation in Membership for Enjoyment and fun, Bountifully Evergreen and Refined to be Redefined into greatness in the years to come. Happy New Month and Merry Xmas in Advance.

 it is customary for everyone to wish you HNM, but my dear friend, my heart rejoices at the fact that I will see and hear from you again. Knowing that you are alive and that your success, joy, happiness and peace is sure makes me the happiest friend. This season of joy and merriment bless you with her abundance. HNM dear friend. 

     You’re a star and this star will be celebrated in the land of the living, it will not be celebrated in death land. This month you have witnessed will introduce you the next one with happiness. Happy new month and Merry Xmas in advance. 

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There are shoes and there is a shoe meant for you alone; there are months and there is a month. This month is yours, the whole world celebrates you this month. The joy of a new age will increase your happiness. Happy New Month, Birthday and Merry Xmas in Advance


The additional blessing and glee this month brings to world, you will definitely not be left out of the happiness and Joy of Xmas. Wishing you an exciting New Month and a Merry Xmas in advance.



Though I wish you Merry Xmas in advance, still your merriment begins today. As you celebrates your birthday in this month of merriment. May this Xmas month add wonderful savor in your birthday.




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