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Grandma Aesop's Apples - Overture
My dearest one - you oft traversed my well tended garden. A panacea I personally created to massage your ailing id. A garden similar to the wondrous patchworks found in Eden. A recreational playground of neatly lined tree varietals. Peach, fig, pear and apple trunks - are surrounded by the glory of lilac bushes scores of majestic dahlias, and a plethora of multi-colored hibiscus. My grandmother taught me many things, my dearest one. When I was knee high to her apron hem - she wrapped me up within a hatful of stars - sprinkled with magic and miracles and morals. These were her gifts to my soul, my mind and my heart. Without ribbons or bows, she filled my senses with a cornucopia of brilliance and logic. She passed unto me the precious gifts of observation and decision. She taught me about apples. Grandmother guided me through her prized orchard one misty morn. She held two bushels in her trembling hands. She extended one of them towards me and said - "Take this my sweetheart and follow me for you shall learn something very important today." She lovingly cooed..."We have two bushels. One is for Good and the other for Bad." She continued to liltingly sing..."Apples are like relationships. There are Good ones and there are Bad." "However, one should understand and determine the signs between the two and separate them accordingly."
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