In the silent chamber of my heart,
Stories of past, a work of art.
Each year a brushstroke, bold and true,
Painting the essence of the evolving you.
Whispers of joys, cries of pain,
Rainbows after every rain.
Embracing flaws, cherishing the glow,
With every birthday, I come to know.
Deeper I dive into my core,
Discovering facets never seen before.
Another year, another layer unfolds,
In the heart’s diary, life’s tales retold.
By Maya Anthony
ai art by me
Happy Birthday to Me!
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