"I guess I feel like this plant," She whispered to herself "This plant needs sunshine, flowers are my sunshine, but yet, I have wilted like I have UV poisoning; almost like you little plant. Kept away from your true fate, your dream, your sunshine."
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she almost ran over a red traffic light when a hand caught her arm.
'hey are you colorblind?!'
he shouted.
she shrugged and replied,
'you know what? yes i am.'
a story about how your passion can feel like a curse.