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Strictly Salad

For Shannon

We had never been the couple to take pictures in public.

To live the fairytale

But now

We are strictly salad.

We have lost the blaze that keeps us alive

We used to be like Jack and Rose

But now

We are strictly salad.

We sit at the dining room table

Playing with our food like a child

Moving the lettuce from one side to another.

Feeling the conversation slip for years

Dripping from our lips like dressing

Turning us into

Strictly salad.

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