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Hot cocoa bombs: they warm and they calm. They’re darker than a swan.

In a mug and mouth: they belong. Drinkable like espresso, with heated milk they will flow. Hotter than jello, they’ve got more than one marshmallow. Alternate verse: Drinkable like espresso, they’re smoother than velcro. Hotter than jello, they’ve got more … Continue reading

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