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a birthday every day
every day, the universe sketches itself anew
like an etch-a-sketch broken by accident from a cousin's fall
if I am made of the same stuff as the stars
then it is my birthday every day
A New Page
the sun fails its checksum
it doesn't feel the same
as the blazing starry organ that
once sent me sprawling for shade