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He wandered without hunger, But when he came upon the grey apple tree he was compelled to reach out and pluck one, .... |
| | He wandered without hunger, But when he came upon the grey apple tree he was compelled to reach out and pluck one, ....$300 He wandered without hunger, But when he came upon the grey apple tree he was compelled to reach out and pluck one, To bite into its flesh, Memory promised a juice-joy with a crisp-crunch, He tasted nothing, The act was empty. © 2019 By Duane Kirby Jensen, 9 x 12 watercolor, ink, and graphite on watercolor paper Be the first to post a comment.
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