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It felt like salt and vinegar crisps; potent

staying with me in its wake

arcane power

that summons strange, awkward, warm

beautiful nostalgia.

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The kind with ridges 

that make you crunch down 

and hard

that cut your mouth

and make it sting

with awesome flavour.

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It feels like salt and vinegar crisps used to taste

like innocence without 

fear, like

freedom without doubt.

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