Stale Bread
I, I got it somewhere I, I fought for it I like it I live it Crunchy and Smelly No groans, no doubts All dry, no flavour Steamy and wet No tea, no milk That's the way I like it I would like to know someone who made us to be together If I knew who he was.... I like my stale bread but I hate poverty
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I am a phylosopher, upcoming economist and a progressive thinker. I work as a consultant and I study part time. In my free time I like to think, read and write. My favourite writers: Dale Carnegie, Joyce Meyer, Stephen Covey, Shakespear, DH...
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