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Mar 2014
A cup or two of everything
I've tasted in this life
Has turned into a recipe
I use to make it right
And if you haven't eaten yet
I'll break the bread with you
A daily reassurance
there is something you can do
For if you keep pursuing,
keep a habit such as this
Eventually the mishaps
won't affect the rest of it
The labor I have entered
I will surely leave behind
And hope that someone else
will then continue in their time
their house always smells of freshly baked bread
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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