Wednesday, June 5, 2013

A lone wooden bench in the middle of a field with unevenly cut grass and you go to sit on it but a bee stings you on the butt because there is a nest you cannot see underneath of it and you take it as a sign to not sit there alone, no come back when someone can join you peacefully except now the bee stings hurt as they brush against your newly ironed clothes making it hard to walk and\or breathe

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