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chicken dinner *
here
it is,
again
too close
to midnight,
i'm awake
and eating
cold potato
slices
that came
with my
chicken dinner
from earlier
in the day
maybe
i should
be
in bed
and dreaming
of more
luxurious
feasts,
but i
was raised
on
fried chicken
and potatoes.
it is,
again
too close
to midnight,
i'm awake
and eating
cold potato
slices
that came
with my
chicken dinner
from earlier
in the day
maybe
i should
be
in bed
and dreaming
of more
luxurious
feasts,
but i
was raised
on
fried chicken
and potatoes.
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