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Is It A Fruit Of Love?
But without some kind of physical attraction.
How will this go with a conversation of human interaction?
A pale complexion turns fair.
And suddenly it's hard not stare.
Like candy you lay there.
Waiting to be eaten.
A fruit to be plucked by something I would call love.
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Ace Of Black Hearts
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