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Dec 2019
Celebrate the day I was born
Celebrate the day I'll die
Celebrate the first time we met
Celebrate the first time we cried
For this is the fullness of life
Of things that are in store
Of memories forgotten
From a time long before
For I too shall cherish
Especially my memories of you
For through this we can consider
To live a life anew.
Fyi: tis NOT my birthday.
Chris Balase
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Chris Balase  37/M/NoWhere
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