The Plum Tree*
T Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
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Lies fell from your lips
like plums from an overladen plum tree.
Soon they littered the ground beneath us.
I could not help but stand on some.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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