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Aug 2014
I remember the day
so well,
young little me
standing patiently
in a long line
of other ice cream lovers.
I had my heart set
on a vanilla-filled
sugar cone
sprinkled
with chopped nuts.
I finally made it
to find
no nuts,
no sugar cones,
not even vanilla,
they were all out.
Can you imagine
my dismay,
the feeling
of dessert
rejection.
Heart-wrenching...that feeling.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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