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She was holding a red apple,
Firmly in her hand,
With a smile she offered,
And lured me to darkness.
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this is good – really good – something is causing a shift in your writing – a good shift!
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Thank you Singledust. Now that you mentioned it, I don’t noticed that. 😀
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It does happen–we must be wise and discerning.
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Yes it does. Thanks Stella. 😀
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Most welcome.
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