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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.

The kind with ridges 

that make you crunch down 

and hard

that cut your mouth

and make it sting

with awesome flavour.

It feels like salt and vinegar crisps used to taste

like innocence without 

fear, like

freedom without doubt.

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