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I live on a farm ... — poetry

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Eight is my lucky number. Some number of years ago I rolled a lucky double eight and out I popped ... born to two very sweet dear people who I have come to know as "Dad and Mom". Lucky me, for many reasons but most especially because that Dad and Mom are my Dad and Mom. They are my lucky double eights. Today is my birthday, and I have looked forward to this birthday in particular for quite a long time. I have patiently circled the sun some 51 times looking forward to the arrival of this, my luckiest day...

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