Birthday

Oh, my birthday you come once in an year makes me older for an year you snatch my childhood had you never come in life I'd be playing in the lap of my mom. As you come gradually you make me older and weak you snatch my melody of life lead me to an end of life finally i reach the world of dead when my death anniversary is celebrated to observe a silence of the world.
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