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Harvest

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Under apple-heavy boughs they sit
tete-a-tete. Drooped in a canvas chair
he splays his crooked fingers while
she tenderly prunes.
Yellow nails crack,
thick parings spin through
scented air onto dry
seeding grass.

Love,

mellow as the season,
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