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the tonic heals my soul.
The juice of Life makes me whole.
It's magic.
This was another one for class. We drew four random words from a hat and had to make a poem around them. The title is the four words. Think how many ways this could / would have gone if any other 17 year old got a hold of those words!! I had a unique view even back then.
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