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Sweet Summer Fruit

when the low-hanging fruit is bitter from the root there is no reason to pick for the bitter will stick when the wrong socket set slips on the bolt’s head there is no use to muscle it for effort cannot make it fit with the right question asked the truth is unmasked the lie is exposed and the case can be closed when the sweet summer fruit tastes wholesome and good we savour the taste and forget all the waste of the time that we spent on thoughts small and bent fretting the small and missing the ball missing the dance and blowing the chance to eat from the buffet of the One that is the Way

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