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...being fed

8/31/2018

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8/30/18

​Grapes for being fed, not for wrath...
Fruit(ion)
Seeds
(Fe)mme
Like the iron in me
Some thing tough in the center
A ripeness bursting under the skin
Juicy
Whole
Grapes for being fed, not for wrath
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