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Nov 2017
Making an apple pie.
But I'm very shy.
What will he think
About my little pie?

I am very worried.
My little heart is buried
Within the effort
To make this pie well-baked.

I hope he will like it.
Or else my effort goes to a pit
A pit of shame and embarrassment
Or a pit of love and vivid.
Vanidy
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