Fuel your imagination.
I HAVE SOME FOOD IN MY POCKET. NOT THE EDIBLE FOOD, THE FOOD YOU EAT. I HAVE SOME FOOD FOR THOUGHT
love often consumes itself quickly
it opens up, it ripes and it's fed
much like the bees in search of delicate honey
a sting from time to time doesn't taste that bad either
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