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Forest could keep secretsForest could keep secrets
Don't be so glum,plum.
Don't feel beaten.
You were made to be eaten.
But don't you knowthat deep within,beneath your juicy fleshand flimsy skin,
Take an apple. Chop it into quarters.Count out three. These represent the lakesthat nestle inside countries, all the snaking rivers joined with seas – the blue that’s water.
A plant called loveA plant called hate
I grew them both in my garden.The plant called love was hard work.