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augmentedreality Sep 2015
At first glance, she was sweet. 
Fresh, ripe, and the air of spring
lingered on her skin. 
But you sunk your teeth into her;
tried to taste her and found bitterness. 

Now she's got bite marks and 
you keep spitting on the ground.

— The End —