C'est la vie
I am
past being upset
far beyond the nostalgic nonsense
poking into a brand new box
eager
to sample the exquisite
assortment
of dark
creamy
nutty
nougats
my fingers prying
through
the outer shells
examining
the prize within
finding
new pleasures
under the sun.
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