How Odd



I was standing in this park
not far from where I am right now
and as I looked around
I noticed that there were no trees
and all the flowers were dying
and there were no children playing in the grass
and everywhere I looked
I saw stones
and I thought to myself
how odd
that someone would ever come to a park
where there are no trees
and where all the flowers are dying
and where there are no children playing in the grass
and everywhere you look
you see stones
and then it occurred to me
that I was not standing in a park at all
I was standing
in a graveyard
and I thought to myself
how odd

 

 

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