That burger looks like it came from the Heart Attack Grill 
The ex has the kids tomorrow, and as usual I'm an anxious wreck about it... He threatened to leave me and take the kids away a few times too many for me to ever be comfortable with his visitation days...
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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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