These days most people are just rotten fruit painted on the outside to look clean and fresh.
So many times I watch their would be consumers spit out the vile contents and wretch at the bitter taste of wet paint and rotten slime. The detritus of deceit.
The signs are there. You can smell them a mile off. Yet they pick and devour as if starved.
Do they miss the genuine article? Do they not notice the ripe fruit just waiting to be picked?
Perhaps I fool myself as they fool themselves. While I see rottenness on the inside perhaps they see me and perceive rottenness on the outside.
All I know is all that of all those with their stained hands, none are taking a bite out of me.
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