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Mar 2019
Without the cream in my coffee
it would be dark. Without sweetener,
it would be ****.

In this very dark place, I need you
to be my cream. Lighten up
my cup. In this acidic world I need you
to sweeten the ***.

It hasn’t gone down well since
you’ve been gone. I’m not the type
to take it strong.
sandra wyllie
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