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Taste this. He opened his mouth & she poured into him all that he had poured into her. An acquired taste that his taste buds could never grow used to. He spat out what he could but it was too late. The bitterness he sipped from the cup had already filled his system. The sensation of agony, grief & despair overcame him. He questioned her about the concoction she made him drink, “just a taste of your own medicine” was all she could muster to speak. But that alone was enough to make him think.


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