Happy Birthday again.
I don't really feel the same.
Of course, I guess you don't either.
The great thing about birthdays is they force you to look at yourself.
You can ignore yourself for 364 days a year,
But on the 365th day, you've got to look at yourself.
So happy birthday dear one.
poof
Great, now I'm dreaming that I'm you.
"How old are you now?"
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