the birthday
comes and goes. another day
in the life.
an uneventful
twenty four hours,
which is nice.
a cake, a card,
a candle to blow on.
a small gift
with a hand written note.
we move on,
and on, until
there are no more days
to wonder
about, and think what's
next.
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