Michael Diehl, Oneonta Falls
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Apple in the palm
Green like poison
Fast as a stream
Apple in the palm
For him
Stories written and told
You were Eve then
I was next to you then
And the rain stones flew to the ground
Silently
They watered the roots
And then the fruit grew
You were Eve then
I was there then
With you
And in the sky then lit up
Like an angel in the flesh lightning
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Mykyta Ryzhykh