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May 2010
I have one tree in my back yard
with deep roots
and few leaves
and from it I have tasted a dozen red and gold crisp apples, still
this is the only one that has kept me past
the first bites
and I will gnaw it down to the seeds
and then I will devour those too
Written by
Kathleen Mavourneen
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