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Nov 2014
The taste of your name on my lips,
Like sweet roasted chestnuts on autumn walks in the park,
Like the tang of ***** on my tongue in bars filled with strangers,
Thinking of you,
and how no matter what your name tastes like,
it will never be as good as tasting you.
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ellie
Written by
ellie  England
(England)   
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     ellie, Ophelia, r and Cloey Olson
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