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Feb 2014
Glistening in the bowl of milk,
I gaze upon circular wheat.
Made of honey and of silk,
My life is now complete

I send 10 spoonfuls down the hatch
slowly dozing off...
Because breakfast? No.
I like cereal as a bedtime snack
trying to rhyme
Autumn
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Autumn  23/F/Michigan
(23/F/Michigan)   
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