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"Nick?"

She says.

In our bed,

we lay,

she, in my arms.

Placing a kiss

on her forehead,

I say,

"Yeah?"

I brush

a strand of hair

from her face.

"People who like vanilla

are most compatible

with someone whose favorite flavor is

also vanilla."

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