What do I taste like? Like cotton candy melting in your mouth, like the ashes from the first cigarette you smoked, Like raspberry tea when you're sick Like bitten lips from anxiety before an important meeting , or the smell of someone's hair and favorite perfume that you can smell for a split second among the crowd like what you love has long been removed from sales, removed from the shelves, They banned it in the country, but you still live and think about trying it again At least once
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