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Chicken Soup
Then, comes the chicken soup
with memories for my soul
listening to the crackers
with a roomful of starlight
breaking the silence
with a crescendo
of new voices
like a clock's pendulum
ticking Elysium
with memories for my soul
listening to the crackers
with a roomful of starlight
breaking the silence
with a crescendo
of new voices
like a clock's pendulum
ticking Elysium
Published 6th Nov 2021
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