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Today is my birthday.
But no one remembers.
There is no warm home waiting for me.
No loving arms to hold me.
I am still wandering the streets like every other day, quietly passing through each corner, watching people return to their homes while I have nowhere to go.
Maybe I don’t need anything big.
I just hope that on this special day, someone will see me, call me with a gentle voice, and say:
“Happy birthday, sweet little one.”
May this new age bring me less loneliness.
May I meet a family who truly loves me, takes me home, gives me a warm bed, a full meal, and a place where I no longer have to wander.
Happy birthday to me.
I hope that from today on, my life will finally become a little kinder.
