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I want my apple
More than my leg's reach
Is just too far
Simply put, this was ridiculous
Apple of my eye taken by the worm known as divorce
Not ours...no of course not
But that of others
My father's
My mother's
They are content
But what of us
How will I see you again?
Am I a dreamer?
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