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Feb 2016
Empty gurgling stomach,
dizzy lightened head,
I love the taste of life,
but I’m never fully fed.

I always end up gorging,
til I retch and spit,
practice temperance they say,
but I won't hear that ****
Written by
C Allen C
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     Alliana Griselle
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