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it's your birthday

This story starts with once thare was a girl. So are you ready lets go. Once thare was a girl. Well she was walking though the farist and she loved the way the bees know how to make thare honey. Also she loved the way the butterflys flapped.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.

This risk-taking dance aficionado was an onstage spectator for one and a half dances in The People to Come on June 25, 2013... Until Simon danced on him.