Karthikaamirthenathan
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Birthday Morrow is the day ; The day of my birth-day, Every year at the end of May, I could never celebrate my birthday. I woke up early, I felt a little melancholy, Losing all the strength I had like a withered petal holding on to the flower, ... – *by Abitha*	2 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

Morrow is the day ;
The day of my birth-day,
Every year at the end of May,
I could never celebrate my birthday.

I woke up early,
I felt a little melancholy,
Losing all the strength I had like a withered petal holding on to the flower,
...

– by Abitha

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