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An Instant Of Pie

I once made an apple pie from scratch
I browned the crust
added just a pinch of cinnamon
I even plucked the apples and sliced them
they were the perfect Washingtons
green and with just a hint of tartness.
Outside as I ate in late and breezy September
where the rain did not foresake the root
and I thought of the seeds of earlier apples
in my orchard

in my yard
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