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AC Chronicles
On the first day,
Wipe the blank slate,
And you join the banquet,
Served up helpless on a plate.
But you find your land legs,
And you learn to imitate,
You’ll wear any feather and hope that your efforts attract a mate.
One day your children find you,
Locked in the bathroom,
Staring in horror at the reflection of your face.
And you say you’re sorry to the guests at your party,
But you can’t help wonder, who is this person you celebrate?
And so the light fades,
It’s still your birthday,
So blow out your past lives like they’re candles on the cake
Wasiq Shahzad
C2-I
19703
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