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trash day

the crawling trash-eating growlers empty the jettison of 7 days strong limbs and gloved hands heave and haul tip-over the unwanted tangle of unmindful chaos the machine chews loudly time to go drag the empty black bins back into their secluded caves time to make eggs and bacon to drop once more rinds and shells into plastic landfills

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