Fruits in my corner

I’ve tried it over and over
It works better
When I’ve got fruits in my corner

Flour makes me feel dreary
Messes with boundaries
Gets me defensive
Sometimes painfully agressive

I don’t need to eat it
When it’s in my bag
I already receive it

Happy to have fruits in my corner
They help me get together
Bring clarity
New direction
Make rainbows out of laughter

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