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She seemed to assume that it must certainly be something she had said. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. You would be alarmed of how sulphurous it is, how sickeningly sweet. Each one had been different from the others, each had had a quality all its own, a distinctive freshness, a distinctive beauty. Or I should have made love to you long ago. C below.
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