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[plutomune]

My birthday is here. And yours is not.
Ha
Ha Ha
Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha.
But fret not, for yours shall come soon.
For some sooner than others.
A quarter century years old.
In the next year, I hope to learn forgiveness,
Lose some ego, and maybe build a little tree fort...
Oh wait, I did that a few summers ago.
I am my own God. I am finding myself.