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Creamy, smooth cream cheese spreads across my
Bagel
I soon take a bite, savoring the soft center of my
BagelBeggars can't be choosers, but choosers beg for my
Bagel
I give them some, soon one becomes many, asking for a
BagelThere's none left, all gone, only a slight crumb of
Bagel
Left alone, the taste still lingering on my tongue, my
BagelOnly for one moment, one millisecond, I tasted that sweet
Bagel
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Daily slice of Life
PoetryThese are just poems that I've wrote done. We've all had those days, happy, sad, any emotions will be in this book.