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Taste Of Oreos

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When silence is nearing the ground,
like falling leaves of a glider,
swaying in a cradle of love,
suspended on strings.

With a brush of breath touching,  
from the dew of your lips,
in the Winter of our Spring,
a taste of Oreos.

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