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Acid sweet peaches,
bright orange and red in my mouth,
a bit stringy, voluptuously juicy.
Yet so often they are cut up into bowls,
made docile by heavy frocks of cream,
delicate and Tame,
and somehow sad to see.
perhaps.....well written, and quite enjoyable
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