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Yes a birthday is a milestone

When you stop and look behind

Paper-scissor-stone indeed

Golden fields by precious time

Make sounds and sounds

Pleasant to me that

Neptune adopted me

With turquoise and wisteria

Water and zinc

Years so true

Dear so long

Skin so few

One birthday of mine

I hold a route with hands

I stood admiring as a child

Circles just circles

And chiklets

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