I walked down the road, whistling to myself, glad that it was finally spring. On my right, there was a flower. Just one single flower. The first flower of spring. Now, maybe it is socially unacceptable to talk to a flower in the middle of the road, even if it is the first flower of spring, perfectly green, its petals beginning to unfold, but for being the couragous one to grow out of the ground first, I thought that it deserved a compliment. What will you compliment today?
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