Haiku: Nightly Cravings.

Like a light in the night

the cravings for food come silent.

The sandwich fills me.

[Written while listening to: Malchik gay – T.A.T.U.]

Ps. I just realized this one does not have a season word in it, but I like it as it is anyhow.

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