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Feb 2021
I inverted my cast iron pan while getting my cake batter ready

And ladled in globs of batter against mirror black

I stacked fruit into corners to get nice and crusty

And I'm burning inside to get fat.
T R S
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T R S  29/M
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   Imran Islam and Bogdan Dragos
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