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The Nature of Things: The Plight of the Peach (edit)
imprints of a grasp linger
haunting the sallows
in the withering husk
of a once succulent,
savored indulgence
its ghostly tendrils
cement the regrettable,
but inevitable
transgressions
of a bulimic past
seeping inadequacies-
fermenting nostalgia-
pitted desperation-
naked, wounded
unfinished and cast aside
left to perish in the
unabsolving sunlight
spoilt-
like much rotted fruit
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