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Story 1: My Sweet
Sweet, sweet caramel, oh how I wish you were mine. We used to dance under the moonlight as the swans passed by. I missed seeing you smile, seeing you laugh. You were my caramel, my sweet, my life.

Poem 1: Caramel

It's sticky,
It's sweet,
I'm addicted to this treat,
Unwrapped,
I chewed,
Getting rid of you.
You're sticky,
You're sweet,
Yet I treated you like a baboon.

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