This cake was pretty but hard to swallow.
Smällkarameller.
I cut crepe paper by myself and superglued sequins.
The holiday is the same, split up fifty-fifty, except I'm not there split by my torso.
There will be cake and porridge and RGB colors.
But I will be here like nine years before this day.
No Gameboy or chocolate,
Sunshine and blue cars!
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