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Fruit Musings

What happens to the peach when June

rolling like a playful child,

succumbs July?

Have we reached the bottom

of the hill?

Or do we roll onward, yellowing to brown?

Riper but never sweeter—-

Bruises from the fall bring with them

new hues

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ashKayeH

19 / F

Published: Aug 14, 2020
LinesWords: 943

Notes: Metaphor :)

Growing up and summer are so closely linked for me.
Tags: #summer #peach #youth #change #grow

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