dry it up, cut it out

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waving the meat in front of my face
i've stuck out my tongue too many times to believe
this time will be any different, any different
so just as my mouth begins to water
i dry it up, i cut it out.
and what now with my longing?
everything i crave--
the only sweet taste i shall receive now
is peace in my grave.

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[kieu]

Where've you been, Bran? We miss you.