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Turning 40

40, they say, is a landmark year.
Well, this year there have been fewer tears
Since I've lived right
Despite a few fights
I've been by myself
And loved the written word,
Which, always, always, loves me loads
Kindled everything childlike about me
Living with my parents has taught me
That the world is a great place to be
Learned to live with positivity
And exclude all negativity
I love life
My heart is full
And i couldnt ask for more
Thank you universe, for blessings, galore.

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