See
See
An old woman with no hands
And yet she is walking
Down the road juggling
Five apples with her eyes,
Five worm-eaten apples
That form an archway through which
She can’t so much as glance
Or else the apples will fall.
See
An old woman with no hands
And yet she is walking
Down the road juggling
Five apples with her eyes,
Five worm-eaten apples
That form an archway through which
She can’t so much as glance
Or else the apples will fall.
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