today is your birthday.
im not sure if i'll ever forget.
two years ago today,
i thought you were dead.
i had a terrible day.
i cried.
one year ago today,
i was limping along
waiting for a burned leg
to heal.
today,
i will work all day long.
and i may think of you
i might not.
but either which way,
i hope you have
a lovely birthday.
take care of yourself.
"all we are is dust in the wind."
1 year ago
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