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Dec 2019
Bad Service
He was 'hungry'
So I fed him
Everything.
My time
My emotions
My fears and dreams
My heart.
Me.
Now my plate is empty
And he leaves
Check paid
No tip.
Talking Back
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     Nic Taylor, --- and ---
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