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The candle-day
Today it was the candle-day
every man i asked put candles on my food
candles on the cakes
even the wood one
even the not-eaten one
even if it wasn't a cake
candles everywhere
it was the candle-day
Candles everywhere
lighting Amsterdam with the dim light
of foreign traditions
foreign language
foreign people - except from the two stars hugging me
candles on every piece of the town
under every footstep
i travelled my birthday all around the day
all around the town
it was the candle-day
and i stood far from home
far from the snow and the known-figures
the known-places
it was my birthday and i wasn't home
and it felt good
nearly an adult feeling
the uncatchable smell of growing up
that unpredictable emotion that shakes you from your throat to your toes
and it felt good
it was my birthday and i wasn't home
and it felt nearly good
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