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A Change in Routine
While making Thai
I felt my eyes
well with creative rain
the white crane
that is my soul
stooped
head drooped
over boiling peanut oil
afraid to spoil
the moment, I plated
and sedated
an urge
to purge
the mundane
from my brain
so I made you Thai . . .
goodbye
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