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Feb 2013
Food that is plentiful
But at what costs?
Poison here.
Filler there.
You are what you eat they say.

Lumpy sacks attached to our bodies like parasites.
Skin bubbling with animal pus.
Rising to the surface.

When did the American dream begin to look like this?
Miss Misery
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Miss Misery  Los Angeles
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