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Faithful Companion
No measuring cup
How can I eat my ramen
Immeasurable.
I open my lays chips
Nothing but air hits my face
This was four dollars.
I blend my berries
Why am i starting to juice
Way too much fiber.
It's raining too much
I walk two miles for some pho
Steam up on my face.
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I have only been alive for eighteen years, and to this day even when my friends and family fail me during rough times, there has always been one true companion that has not failed to make me smile when I'm down, and that is food.