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Jan 2021
How do you pick the perfect apple on the tree without taking a bite?

At first, it seems impossible.

But when you look into her eyes,

And your heart begins to ache,

And you know you'd part the seas for her,

You've found the only apple worth picking.
Written by
Chrissy Delaney  20/F/SoDak
(20/F/SoDak)   
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