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Oct 2021
It's apples and oranges. They are both fruit, and variety is the salt of the earth. We love dividing people like fruit though. We are rotten. At least fruit ferments. We decay

You are the apple of my eye. I will watch you rot, then i will throw the core away. What do I need seeds for? A bad apple in my eye now. *******

Orange you gonna hit like? I accept good apples too.
Tell me more about what a poet should not be...that's all i want to be
GaryFairy
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GaryFairy  54/M/Cleveland, Ohio
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