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In the halls of time, a Viking named Sven,
Joyful philosopher, thinker among men,
With laughter as his shield, so hilarious and true,
He sings every night, a melody just for you.

Happy birthday, my love, to this soul so bright,
Whose wisdom surpasses even Montaigne's light.
In the echoes of laughter, in songs that he weaves,
Sven shines like a beacon in autumnal leaves.

Like Nietzsche, he ponders life's riddles profound,
Navigating religions, seeking truths that abound.
Wise beyond age, this thinker so rare,
His presence a gift, beyond compare.

So here's to Sven, a blend of old and new,
Whose laughter and love forever renew,
A Viking in heart, a philosopher divine,
Happy birthday, my love; may your light always shine.

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