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This is how it’s destined to go.
You’ll be a little stale
but crunchy and sweet
You’ll leave an aftertaste
that demands more of you
I’ll open you up almost immediately
and spill your contents forth
I’ll pull my hair back
lick my lips
take a bite
roll you around in my mouth
savoring your taste
and finally
swallow you down
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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