My mother was orange
and my father a juicer.
I have always been the jerk
that stuck in their teeth.
They liked it.
Fill in their gaps.
They tolerated me
although I did annoy them sometimes.
They licked me tenderly with their tongues.
I was brushed daily
with gentle movements
and words.
Until one day
their teeth decayed.
No, I didn't destroy them.
At least, I think so.
However, at some point
I fell down on the ground.
Hard fall.
Then, for the first time, I understood
how should i become a tree
and reap.
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