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Apr 2016
She walked in the café
and asked for a red apple,
and I was sitting there,
falling in love,
with a green apple on my hand.

We eyed each other, as man and woman do,
and we laughed at each other’s apples
holding an ‘hello’ still to come.
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prompty  27/Cisgender Male/Portugal
(27/Cisgender Male/Portugal)   
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   Kaitlin Collide and Ja
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