One more candle to the cake.
One more year I've been awake.
One more sunrise in the sky.
Time has run and learned to fly.
Blink of eyelids, decades gone.
Wish i was still twenty one
Life's ingredients in the the mix,
Today I've become thirty six.
Even though I'm still too naughty,
I'm descending into forty.
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