Advice for me

Dear young gen It's your double-digit birthday. Turning ten. I hope you can agree You won't cause trouble. Keep your tears away from me. Dear dozen, your golden year, School will hinder. But you'll get through this winter. Forgive your mother It will all be clear. Dear fourteen Don't go to that bathroom You're not in between Dear, 2 years later. Study You'll lose my calculator And get a bit chubby. Dear adult collage Hope you studied well. Hope it will show result. Dear later Get that evaluation. So what, if she's a hater? Neurodivergent sensation.

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