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Dec 2015
Sweet sweet tender flesh
I bite into the rest
My tongue does a taste test
My mind goes under a slight mesh
Of feelings and taste
My mind sets off a race
My tongue begins to pace

I could eat this slowly all day
This poem is about the rotisserie chicken I had last night. XD
Chalsey Wilder
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Chalsey Wilder  22/Two-Spirit/Space
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