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I dreamed of an orchard where the rotting harvest smelled like burnt copper and disappointment.
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The fruit has fallen from the tree, yet you still ask if it is sweet.
I dreamed of an orchard where the rotting harvest smelled like burnt copper and disappointment.
The fruit has fallen from the tree, yet you still ask if it is sweet.
The metallic tang of decay is the only honest way to acknowledge that everything we build eventually turns back into raw earth.
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