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Sep 2015
He tasted like *** & winter berries.

Short, sweet & ****.

Words fell between the lips like spilt sugar.

It is far too sweet to be a wondrous kind of good.
Continuing the Cookbook series!
Hihi sunshines!
xo
Amanda
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Amanda  Melbourne
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