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I bite into the soft flesh of the fruit. The pressure makes it squirt sprays of cool citric delight. Swallowing leaves a sweet residue in my mouth as little bits of orange get stuck in my broken tooth.
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
Savoring The Orange
I bite into the soft flesh of the fruit. The pressure makes it squirt sprays of cool citric delight. Swallowing leaves a sweet residue in my mouth as little bits of orange get stuck in my broken tooth.
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
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