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insomniac chef
1:30am eyes pop open
head quite empty
one thought circles
what to cook?
what to cook?
'shut the hell up brain
give me my space back
it's 1 bloody 30
I need the rest'
the thought sores higher
WHAT TO COOK?
WHAT TO COOK?
leaving no room for an answer
no rest for the chef
so I get up out of bed
and bake bread
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