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friends bring me cherries, and cold plums for cheering up, and for peace.

and I am fighting still, 

this offering. 

I am against the sadness creeping in. 

I am ripe and stained with red, and freckles

and tan, 

and I am easy and quiet and managed. 

I am blushing against the back of your hand, 

and I am fevered with your escape into summer fruits.