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Sunday, April 27, 2008
29 Years
Cake,
candles,
gifts and friends,
turn a birthday
into something good.
As I count back the years,
twenty-nine of them in all,
I start to lose track of my time.
My years don't add up in my own mind.
Have I really been around for this long?
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