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Good Morning

Born so silly, grown so tall, A reckless rebel in the wings. Though they say we had it all We played not with given things. A rusted barrel, broken sticks, A junk pile hidden yonder. Now as the sun rides up the sky We sit and talk and sonder. Remember still those days of light ('Cause mostly now we live at night) Like mornings spent over caffiene, We wish it lasted longer. Now you're grown, and brighter still With childish light and older mind, I wish upon you certain things, To the front of your heart From the depths of mine: Be kind, be careful, 'Cause no one knows Where a person's life has grown Be cautious, caring I know you're tough (But you can be a tad bit rough) Be happy joyous, As always, dear, It's sometimes hard to find it here, Be thoughtful and ponder, All life's questions, And don't settle for anyone less Than the best one. Most of all, Don't forget how you got here and not just in the physical sense. Never pass off your state of mind As just a sheer coincidence. "So happy happy birthday From all of us to you We wish you happy birthday So we can have one too! HEY!" <3
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hiraeth-1
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May 7, 2014
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