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A fussy eater would never try
New foods, they'd just pass them by
They'd stick with the same
Bland dishes, it was lame
And miss out on life's tasty supply
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About the Creator
R.Freya
Poetry is my soul's language, and I wield words like a paintbrush. From heartbreak to hope, I capture emotions and spin them into verse.
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