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Jun 2018
It’s like a New York Bakery
We are craving good news
knowing it will come
with a hefty price tag

The simplistic of desserts are expensive
and being forced to wait
to even find out if you will get that dessert
is pain

The suspense wriggles up your spine
scenarios play out in your head
and the dessert you have paid and waited for
ends up dead
Written by
Emma K
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