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Happy Birthing Day

31 and sorrow's done and winter's gone behind

I look ahead to sunlit roads and map them out in mind

That shadows still will fall, and yet be dappled by the light

That troubles pass and new days dawn and hope persists

In spite of all that we may have to fear, or what else comes to pass

Still we can only walk and reach the path's far end at last.

So travel on, my weary friend, hold head and standard high

Eat bread and gather roses and be free beneath blue sky.


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