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Rated: E · Poetry · Arts · #1650871

Rush.......



Today, I dropped an Apple.
Just an Apple.
Your average,
Semi-ripe
Apple.
From a height
(Precipice of evil intensions)
Of not much more than 3 foot.
It bounced,
Not at all
And rolled decisively towards the fridge.
Nothing else happened today.
But today
Still,
Great evil took place.
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