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Thegolden Apple

THE GOLDEN APPLE J. OLUSESAN ADEBANJO 09 JULY 2016 I WAS BORN, I GREW, I FLOURISHED, I SPROUTED DESPITE THE DROUGHT, I BECAME STOUT I BOOMED, I PROSPERED, I THRIVED, I BLOOMED SATIN STEMMED AND OLIVE CAULINE LEAVES STRONGER BY THE HOUR, YIELDING OUT FLOWERS GROWING IN POWER, GROWING INTO A TOWER I AM THE OLIVE STEMMED APPLE TREE FROM THE BLUES, CAME THE WILD FIRE CAUSED BY THE NATURE RAGING AND STORMY, BILLOWING AND FIERCE EATING ALL IN ITS PATH, GULPING ALL IN ITS WAY DANCING THROUGH A FRENZY PATTERN DELIRIUM, DANGEROUSLY AROUND MY SATIN PETALS FLARING, FLAMING, THINKING TO HAVE DESTROYED ME NO WATERING, NO FOOD I AM THE MOLTEN APPLE TREE, FRESHNESS CAME, VITALITY FOLLOWED I GREW, I FLOURISHED, I PROSPERED MORE SOLID EVERY HOUR GOLDEN STEMMED, BRIGHTLY BEAUTIFUL FLOWERING EVERY HOUR THE FIRE HAD ME MORE STUNNING STRONGER AND BETTER, GOLDEN PETALS I BLOOMED, I FLOWERED BY THE HOUR LUSHLY AUREATE, GOLDEN BLOOM I AM THE GOLDEN APPLE ADORNMENT AND LOVE FROM THE WINDS SHELTERS TO THE BIRDS OF THE AIR ADMIRATION TO THE LADIES OF THE EARTH LONGING FOR A BRIEF LUST HOPING IT LASTS AS FOREVER DAMSELS AND CHICKS WANTS A TASTE OF ME ADMIRERS, LADIES LINING TO SNEAK A FILL OF ME GOLDEN DELICIOUS AND LUSCIOUSLY TASTEFUL ALL SAVORING AFTER ME. GOLDEN AND SEDUCTIVE WITH POWER MORE STUNNING BY THE HOUR, I AM THE GOLDEN MAN

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