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M-E Jan 6
The kitchen in my head
Brought me onions to cut,
But I don't cry.

In the meantime, the sink is full;
Dishes are *****,
Spoons are sharp,
And coffee mugs do not predict the future.

Bread in the fridge,
And ice cream in the oven—
Let's drink one cup of tea before we kiss.
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