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a letter to my morning meal

Dear Stale Bread,

I understand you,

which is why I am eating you

even though you’re stale.

You’re not the best breakfast,

but you’re all I have.

Don’t take it personally.

I guess we’re both having off days.

Thanks for being there. Signed,

Your Friend and Not-So-Silent Killer

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