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Prunus Persica

Theres a pit in my stomach.

A Peach.

My skin is so soft.

Like a Peach.

I bruise.

Must be a Peach.

Sometimes I'm hard and bitter.

Wait to see, I'm as sweet as can be.

I/must/be/a/peach.

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Published: Apr 23, 2014
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Tags: #peaches

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