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golden swirls

I want to paint the taste of my Mum’s sweet, melty, crunchy, homemade fudge, decorated with edible, golden swirls.

I want to paint the sound of funny, cheerful, noisy, hazardous children, roaming around the playground like Romans.

I want to paint the smell of warm, delicious, plain cupcakes, drizzled with chocolate icing.

I want to paint the memory of my jolly, funny, kind, old Nana Christine who I used to visit every Monday after school.

I want to paint the impossibility of a beach being cold, empty, sad and wasted on a beautiful summers day.

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