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Nostalgia

Memories suffocate my mind,
Bliss when Mom was alive,
The sickly amount of sugar,
Along with the citric tinge on my lips,
A reminder of things that'll never dissipate.

Lemonade makes me nostalgic.
Written by Aquatic-Vehicle (Lexiloo)
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Author's Note
The first drink that comes to mind when I think about my Mom. It may not be super fitting but I wanted to share nonetheless.
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