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A Night at Denny"s

Having a silent dinner with the family.
All you can hear are the forks hitting the plate
and teeth grinding down the food.
No exciting conversations
or hilarious stories.
Just bitter and awkard silence.
No laughter and no good times...
just bitter and awkard silence.
Written by Floetry19 (Zab)
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