1. The chicken pulls apart the deep red flesh of the strawberry.
2. We play mirrors until Lily realises what I’m doing.
3. The cold of the lolly radiating on my lips.
1. The chicken pulls apart the deep red flesh of the strawberry.
2. We play mirrors until Lily realises what I’m doing.
3. The cold of the lolly radiating on my lips.
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