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Hunger
The human race doesn’t mind me.
Well, at least not most of the time.
After fifteen years
They still haven’t gotten used me.
Close contact is okay.
I see them at stores and restaurants,
And we can all be cool.
It’s when we get close,
That is the problem.
When we get close,
I get hungry.
I feel an insatiable hunger come over me.
They look too delicious,
Like lobster and beluga caviar.
It makes me feel barbarous
But also so free.
As I tear them apart it’s just so...
Tasteful.
And If I am given the chance,
I will kill them all in their beds.
Even if they do smell.
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