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3d
split me open
and you will see
a tiny seed
that once might have
sprouted and clung
to a trellis
bearing lush fruit
and casting shade
but now is just
a pitless stone
that has never
seen the garden
Written by
Eric M Hale  50/M/West Deptford, NJ
(50/M/West Deptford, NJ)   
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