What is to be done
When my belly is empty
– Nothing in the pan?

Eat my heart out
Eat us out of house and home
Love eat me tender.

How will I eat you
When you run so fast from me
And I am so slow?

Turn around, baby,
Faster than the speed of life,
Eat or be eaten!

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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