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In the Vegetable Kingdom
Having failed in its aspirations
to go deeper
into darkness, to escape the heights
and the sun, the carrot withered.
The shrunken wrinkled thing
lay pathetic on the plate
beside the hearty others.
To make matters worse,
there was suddenly night, and the harsh ring
of kitchen light, and the distant
laughter, and the ominous shadow
of the potato.
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