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Poem for a sausage

Your two ends teach me life,
Decisions should not stress me
Any direction is equal
And choosing is just moving on with life.
Shout in the middle of your sausage
Step up,
Look around
breath
with a nice drink in your hand,
Orient yourself randomly,
Start moving
Whatever you decide
Your end will be delicious.

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