I am full. It is empty. It can be filled up again. I can be hungry again. A dish. A person. A plate. A brain. Food. Ideas. Creativity. What was on it before I started making it disappear? I swallowed it. A very artistic culinary creation. Now it is gone. Now it is my turn to put ideas "on a plate". Now that I am full. I cre-{ate}
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