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Oct 2023
I want to shovel the sadness out of you with an ice cream scoop.
Let’s share it like a banana split.
Can my company be a cherry on top without the pit?
We’ll draw whipped cream smiles in a loop de loop.
Pour it all out like chocolate sauce.
I know that rainbow sprinkles won’t change your loss.
Maybe we can cover it in caramel.
Make this sundae the new normal.
We can melt together like gelatinous goop
I know you feel like ice cream soup.
Ricki
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Ricki  22/F/somewhere
(22/F/somewhere)   
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay and Man
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