9 am the sun is up
shining brightly
after 1000 and 900 and 85 years
the eight month of the year
and the tenth day of the month
a charming little prince was born
with eyes opened widely
impatiently waiting to see the future that awaits him
25 years passed by, little prince turned young man
with lots of love and kindness surrounding him
happy birthday my beloved
may your wish upon the star comes true and
let the fire of a lion burning eternally in you
i love you my birthday boy...
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