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Equinox reddens halfhearted cheeks Bites from which palates are made sweet Though cores forgotten, For in solitude redness' cheeks hold, the cyanide that lingers, Left to rot, untouched, its bitterness untold.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC
Red Pippin
Equinox reddens halfhearted cheeks Bites from which palates are made sweet Though cores forgotten, For in solitude redness' cheeks hold, the cyanide that lingers, Left to rot, untouched, its bitterness untold.
Cyanide is a strong base
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC
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