Happy birthday to me.
*applause*

Hello.

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What's a firework over a dark blue sea that never burns, never shoots across the sky.. never lives enough to die.

Low low low

- So what could be worse than not being loved?

- Having to live with it.

It's the nights that are the worst.

We may get past the sun, 

Chasing nightfall as one.

But that is where you leave,

And I begin.

Alone.