Today was his birthday at his old age.
As usual it must go unnoticed,
Without new clothes and special food
And with no one in any fuss.
A friend of him sent him a birthday cake.
Save kids, no inmates were enthusiastic.
The cake was cut in order to be cut.
He wished he was not supplied the cake.
15.06.2014
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