With Your Forehead Furrowed
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J-anuary twenty-fifth morn
O-pens the day with light;
Y-our birthday has come, setting everything aright.
N-ew dawn has broken,
A-s you wake from slumber;
M-ist, haze, and fog
A-ren't seen by the beholder.
N-ever mind what the people think,
A-s long as your photo is followed;
S-till, you look wonderful, with your forehead furrowed.
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