Apples are a sacred gift. You are not entitled to even one.

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Part of the first message:

But the fruits are all beautiful on the spreading tree with its mighty crown. All, in the reflection of the light, if you bring them into direct sunlight, give off a faint blue glow, like the sky itself.

And there, maintaining the balance of the fruits, stood the Guardian herself.

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So, a seven-meter tall lady with kids guards the tree 🤯🤯