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Today is my birthday
Im turning 17
Its really just another day
People are just as mean

They tell me its my special day
But they control it all
They do everything without my say
Some dont even call

Some of the guests will show up late
Some ditched me for their friends
Its supposed to be my special date
But I cant wait for it to end
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