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Breakfast
JuAh. Sang C Rey
The sun is stretching to rise
In the stomach, it is looking for something to stammer.
When I open the fridge, a strawberry with green wings
winks.
A bun outside the fridge lures you with a red cheek
The cooker has no desire to open
Cornflakes are looking at the milk for inclusion
Today I decided to love only strawberries.
I eat a pack of green wings strawberries, and my stomach
is at peace.
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