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Light breeze,

Flowing through your hair,

Like swift waves of silent sea.

As we hear,

Gentle rustling of leaves,

Their sound, A music indeed,

With the moon's light,

Shimmering through the sky,

Lightning our path,

Your dark eyes,


Like an ocean, filled with stars.

Hear me, my dear,

I know it is hard,

But, I want you,

To forget all your worries,


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Fried Chicken

Viscous heat bubbles at my feet.

A drum of boiling oil lies beneath.

My body sweats 

I dangle like a leaf.

From a wrought iron cage

I watch with rage.

They chop my friends.

Then, they soak and bread them

Feed them to the grease.

I'm a bird trapped in the tree.

Never to be free.

Until, it's time to eat.


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