The delectable taste of his lies were salty and sweet. Thirsty, I craved his rich Ambrosial both day and night. Savoring each word like a child when they first taste candy. Licking at the corner of his mouth, I caught each delicious drop, unaware of his tart nectar. Until he uttered a perfidy so bitter it soured my soul.

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