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Silken sweetness
Rolls on my tongue
The creamy flavour
The milky goodness
The dark hints
Of perfect cocoa
The saccharin pull
Taking my mind
To a calm, quiet place
A place of solace
And nostalgia
Back to a childhood
Blissfully unaware
Of the chaos of adulthood
Making me melt
Just like the remains
Of the piece of chocolate
Sitting, coating my fingers.
~Simple joys~
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