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Birthday Poem



Another trip around the sun

someone said

but I don't care

for travel.

Instead I visit

my memories to compare

contrast

and feel dissatisfied.

We are rarely as happy

as we want to be

and often better off

than we realize.

I'm happy to be here

I say

surprisingly

I mean it.

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