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Feb 2018
It’s your birthday today, and I wish you well.
You turned 17 turned today, and all is well.

You’re nearly an adult, yet somehow so young.
You’re two years younger than me, yet somehow just one.

You’re the epitome of a teenager, and the envy of many.
You’re flawed and imperfect, as any good human is.

Never forget, you are a good human.
Live your life to fullest, and with no regrets.

Happy birthday,
A~
Written for my friend’s 17th birthday, as her birthday gift. She lives on a different continent, so poetry is just about the best gift I can give.
It doesn’t flow as well as my other poems, but not all poems need to. It’s from the heart, and that’s what counts.
Hunter Cyrus
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Hunter Cyrus  20/M/Canada
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