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Jul 28
The table was set for one,
a butter dish had already
been discovered by the flies.

A palette, with a knife,
must surely have been
acting as the bread board.

On an easel, in the corner,
there was a painting of a
loaf, but no brush strokes?
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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   Mandalina
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