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Ripe Life?
Picked friends, sweetly caramelized or baked warm pie? Newton's fall, bruised or smashed, crying spoiled cider? "The Writer's Cramp" Prompt: take the apple and dice it, slice it, squash it, juice it, or in some other way turn it into a story or poem about apples. [6 lines]
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