July 1st 1986. July 1st 2017.

Every daytime we get closer passes fine,
It’s in darkness were it tears the tear inside,
Each twenty-four hours closer that we get,
I sleep less and I re-measure my regrets.
In fourteen days you’ll have moved once around the sun,
Same day I numbered circle thirty-one,
Until we move around each other more in line;
Until then, Happy Birthday, son of mine.

 

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