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I am the yellow hem of the sea's blue skirt.
I'm a long curved fruit that grows in clusters and has soft pulpy flesh and yellow skin when ripe.
A setting that proved to be deadly for Abraham Lincoln.
I reach for the sky, but clutch to the ground. Sometimes I leave, but I am always around
It is hate and has hate in it, but it isnβt hate.
What never asks questions but receives a lot of answers?