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[petty_raa]

Birthdays are like maps or clocks or signs:
In them we see an order more profound.
Reality lies deeper than our lines:
Time ticks as quarks and galaxies go round.
However, arbitrary they may be,
Dates mark measures in the march of fate;
And since I’d like to see your destiny,
You can be sure next year I will wish you the same!