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Jan 2016
As I throw out the plastic wrappers, I can't help but wonder
if one day, someone will enchant me with a real meal;
homemade heaven between our teeth. And dessert that smells like bites of vanilla, raspberries &
a bitterness of the night ending too soon.
Excerpt from a story I am writing.
Night night sunshines!
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Amanda
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Amanda  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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