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TheCalliton

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They sit there. Not moving. Not a twitch. I know, if they could, they would probably run away; but the carrot just seems to have gotten stuck there in that tray. The broccoli, grape tomatoes, celery sticks, and salad dip all appear to have surrendered to their fate. The moment the gurgles and the rumbling starts I know, in my heart, I will release them from worries and devour them, so, my teeth will cut, break, and grind them so during Autumn's months, their earth bound souls will seek the sleep of Winter's offer until Spring again rules.

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