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Jun 2015
A beautiful fruit I saw on a tree
and then a getleman offered to me.
He said "don't worry,
it's the best one of my treats".
I grabbed it quickly,
exited as you may think,
I had never
seen such a thing.
I took a bite,
*and that was it.
Don't judge me, it's 3:00am
Nicole
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   Eiliv Advena
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