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Wednesday, 6 March 2019
Aftertaste
The idea of love, for once
Adopted the metallic aftertaste
The taste of the mouth after vomiting
-repugnant
Repulsive
Stirred revulsion
And the thought of ever being love, ever truly,
Became an irrevocable impossibility
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