Thirty Candles
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Complete Sun, Dec 29, 2019<5 mins
Excerpt:
"Thirty candles, in a perfect ellipse" ,
"Thirty candles, all ready and lit" ,
"Bend down and blow and hear all the cheers" ,
"Say 'Thank you!' with a smile and hide all the tears."
"Thirty candles, with stories to tell" ,
"All thirty years old, and you know them well" ,
"Thirty candles, the questions they asked" ,
"And though you are thirty, you're still at a loss"
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