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| Desert Sunflower |
7/5/1999
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I was sitting on a chair during a hot summer morning around 10 o clock and I looked.
What I saw stunned me.
A beautiful response.
A solitary figure.
It shocked me and yet I still remained there, looking at her.
A sunflower in a desert.
Something that just should not be there at all.
An unknown force made me turn away.
I do not know why.
I have lost what I have won.
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