gluttony

oh, what a joy it must be

to be able to indulge in gluttonous

desires; where riches and luxuries are a

commodity one can hoard solely for themselves.

i dream of golden treasures and lavish

buffets; a life where i can just

sleep and eat well forever and ever.

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