I'm gonna stay fresh for a long time.
No decomposing.
No food for insects, no fuzzy white snow top of neglect.
My shelf life is expired but I don't belong on a shelf. (I don't belong)
I'm big enough to admit when Ive had enough of the things I want. I need. Give me.
Preservatives.
Preservatives.
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