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Twenty-two years ago My mom made a big mistake She gave birth to me A cursed child There is no such thing as happy birthday Why do everyone keep saying happy birthday to me? Well, at least there is a good thing I'm one step closer to death now So, I guess I should be happy.
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Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 1:11 AM UTC
Happy birthday
Twenty-two years ago My mom made a big mistake She gave birth to me A cursed child There is no such thing as happy birthday Why do everyone keep saying happy birthday to me? Well, at least there is a good thing I'm one step closer to death now So, I guess I should be happy.
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21/F/Jakarta, Indonesia
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 1:11 AM UTC
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