from any lover's touch
I walked into a clubhouse, not far off a very beaten path. When I walked in, I mentally asked if I could eat a kiwi here, and no one replied, so I went to the kitchen and tried to find a knife (to slice the kiwi fruit in half) and after this had happened, I found myself at a circular desk slicing a lime in two, wondering what had happened to the kiwi.
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