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Apples

They just taste better when you pick them.

When you have to stretch out as far as you can reach.

From high atop your dad’s shoulders.

And the juice dribbles down your chin.

It’s fine.

Because there’s not a napkin in sight,

Or a care in the world.

Only apples and smiles as far as the eye can see….

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