An Apple Tree

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By Phillip Wilson

A woman during peregrination was attempting to make sense of God. Her ramblings brought her near an Apple Tree. The woman looked up just as one of the delicious fruits fell. As eyes and life form fixed upon one another The woman's spirit received a message from the apple's spirit. "This is my Body; Take! Eat! Do this in remembrance of Me!"

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