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Poem: Crumbs 

There are only crumbs left.
The cake is long gone.
Devoured.
You cannot eat your way to infinity.
There is no infinity.
Think small.
Crumbs are
sweet,
delicious,
and scarce.

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  • A poem by R. M. Chase

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