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Flittering illusions still cluster round my mind...
Peaches hanging from orchard trees, soft, ripe and bouncy
Apricots in candied jellies and apples dipped in toffee
Sweet nectarine juice dribbling down little children's chins
Plums, dark and seductive, consumed by candlelight with a glass of port
Mulberry pudding, devoured by the fireside with cinnamon icecream
Lemons puckered with cloves, passing near but I don't receive
Oranges, can you hear the church bells and little Victorian children cry
Plums and peaches, succulent juices streaming through my mind and I forget why I'm thinking of them