The cereal's pov

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Breakfast time!

The cupboard door opens.
This is my chance.
This is my life.
This is my love.
This is milk.

I am cereal.
Cereal loves milk.
Milk loves cereal.
Thats how it goes, it will never change.

But if I am not used up quick enough, I will soon go moldy.

Thats the worst.

Its worse than being eaten, for when you go moldy, you start to lose your mind.
You go mental.
You forget stuff.
You forget your identity.
You turn green.

Milk will help me through this hard time.
Milk won't let me go moldy.
It would be a shame if milk was to go sour.

But I know, we are doomed

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