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Poetry Resembling the Essence of an Apple

Amidst orchards vast, where verdant boughs sway,

A fruit of allure, in hues of crimson array.

Its form, a globe, with a gloss that gleams,

As if kissed by dawn's first light, in radiant beams.

Within its flesh, a symphony of taste,

Juices sweet, in every bite embraced.

A marriage of tartness and sugared delight,

In each crisp bite, a flavor dance takes flight.

Its core, a chamber of secrets untold,

Where whispers of nature's mysteries unfold.

From seed to stem, a tale of life's art,

In cycles eternal, it plays its part.

Oh, apple! Thy essence, a poet's muse,

In thy simple grace, eternity infuse.

For in thy humble form, we find

A universe vast, in beauty enshrined.

So let us savor, with each bite we take,

The essence of life, in its simplest make.

For in the apple's embrace, we find

A reflection of our world, in kind.

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