Stumbling down the stone stairs,
my editor hardly had time
to mumble goodbye.
He slipped out of sight.
I was eating an apricot.
I threw one at him
so that he
just like me
would have something
good to eat.
my editor hardly had time
to mumble goodbye.
He slipped out of sight.
I was eating an apricot.
I threw one at him
so that he
just like me
would have something
good to eat.
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