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you call it a famine
i call it starvation
this is not the time or my
destination.
a mouth is a scent of taste but somehow i see my mind needs nourishment i would speak but my tongue is hungry.
bags from my eyes each person speaks to say stop the hunger but the more i wait the mind dysfunction's longer.
when i cry tears it's the water i drink and skinny bones are like Bonny sculptures.
feed my mind i see it's on E but who would feed it when they see I'm weak.
tell me what real food is , is it a full course meal will i be full or be in a thrill when i see you drink i feel a chill but i will get food it's in God's Will.




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