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Apr 2023
I put an orange on the table,
slowly peeled away the skin,
invited you to take a segment
then another, and another.
Before I know it, it’s dark outside
and the orange is gone
but you’re not,
you’re still here.
The peel sat between us
dimpled and bright
Written by
Poppy  24/F/England
(24/F/England)   
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     Rob Rutledge and Acora
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