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take your chance at respite,
you who are desperate for a bit of bread.
pit the pit of a peach.
bite.
and
don’t plumb the depths of your plum
heart,
alright?
relax,
rest, sweet.
salt doesn’t suit your teeth
or
tongue.
it’s easier to drown in honey
than mine the world’s hardtack,
don’t you think?
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Good work !