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Red Beans

04/28/2026 14:58h
Next  to white rice it looks like coral sitting next to snow Hills of starch border The burnt sienna of irony Azusenas being chased by the terra cotta feathers of a rooster There is a lava flow through the smoking white mounds India red spills on ivory Ochre cannon balls falling next to blanc pebbles Red beans and milk make burgundy wine Violet pouring from the eggshell tinge of the plate.