Happy Birthday

Happy birthday: Your cEXVKemZXIYsignificant memory in which you carry yourself Be a zTntQtldLWoxQTtdcvessel of gNsgnNQtsBjXcritical documentation/documents, but today you’re air. I am not here in the fuzzed VHS-ness of XvRcyLSKSRugDsETmebsmall ageth baby teeth family camera lens birthday parties in tNUCDfUUercLgHaGneighborhood park, so deal with it.
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So happy birthday. But for want of the YLrAkklmoYKmortal lack the XNGKECfiPJgsky or body is already dying.

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Wild ’93

Wild 1999year, we laughed into you like Wrestlemania and the faces and the hair that framed faces that held big glasses and the colorful shirts. booingcrowd noises Like a WWF ring playset covered in superheroes flying, attacking, prolonged impossiblepreparedness. I’ll come over after the next match and I’ll never stop. We’re forever around. Don’t kick me out of your breasts’ tattoosmost secret zone w/ posters. I don’t want to drape myself in your father’s nightshade of sports equipment. I don’t want to hide in your mother’s medicinal tile and plant pillow fortfortress. Just the one. But I always hated black and white tile and I always felt nauseas in waxen spotlights. I always floatingyou and the way you feel. They saw me leave. And they asked me about school and if I’d lost weight and if I knew even though Hulk Hogan had won the belt again. I decline in every way. I want to be your VCR. I want to be your drop top lo-fi. I want to be your MEM like a man. I want to kiss you like Rowdy Roddy Piper. Or not. Or.

We’re not

not special.

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Happy Birthday

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So happy birthday. But for want of the couragemortal lack the skysky or body is already dying.

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Happy Birthday

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Happy Birthday

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So happy birthday. But for want of the lightning boltsmortal lack the black seasky or body is already dying.

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Happy Birthday

Happy birthday: Your significant memory in which you carry yourself Be a vessel of critical documentation/documents, but today you’re air. I am not here in the fuzzed VHS-ness of small ageth baby teeth family camera lens birthday parties in neighborhood park, so deal with it.
I am not here in the junction of suburban streets/grass dew/traffic cone mist where fear is what lowercase emotion baby teeth in wet park benches do to environmental phenomena. Therefore, upon careful reflection, deal with it.
I compare something to the kind of lowercase dissonance variation you feel when you realize a terrible noise like when you realize for the first time that helium balloons pop/the kind of elation when helium balloons do that thing to your voice/both of them together happens on your better nights entrusted to analog recordings and basement boxes like the bag of selfish organ, plural you were.
So happy birthday. But for want of the mortal lack the sky or body is already dying.

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Happy Birthday

Happy birthday: Your significant memory in which you carry yourself Be a vessel of critical documentation/documents, but today you’re air. I am not here in the fuzzed VHS-ness of small ageth baby teeth family camera lens birthday parties in neighborhood park, so deal with it.
I am not here in the junction of suburban streets/grass dew/traffic cone mist where fear is what lowercase emotion baby teeth in wet park benches do to environmental phenomena. Therefore, upon careful reflection, deal with it.
I compare something to the kind of lowercase dissonance variation you feel when you realize a terrible noise like when you realize for the first time that helium balloons pop/the kind of elation when helium balloons do that thing to your voice/both of them together happens on your better nights entrusted to analog recordings and basement boxes like the bag of selfish organ, plural you were.
So happy birthday. But for want of the mortal lack the sky or body is already dying.

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Happy Birthday

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Happy Birthday

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So happy birthday. But for want of the XQADfQEkOzOimNQmortal lack the jSGeCVoWpwcoqdnWwZAsky or body is already dying.

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Happy Birthday

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So happy birthday. But for want of the xjEXuDSJqmortal lack the FkmNrmfLELGAVwBEFOrsky or body is already dying.

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