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Hmm, fast food now or later? Tough one.
I have popcorn and chips.
I also need to get off the couch to refill my wine. I really don't want to get up.
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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