It was like I was walking barefoot on a field of multicolored rose petals. Beautiful as far as the eye could see. What I couldn't see was the rose petals covering the thorns that lie beneath. I was so far deep in the garden of rose petals, that I couldn't turn back. The quickest way out was to keep heading forward. Angry, as I walked on, I wondered, "How could I be so blind?" After miles of rose petal covered thorns, I finally made it out. My feet left a blood trail you could see for miles. It's amazing I didn't bleed to death right there. I've fallen into rose bushes before, why should I have thought rose petalled covered ground would be any different? And so I kept walking. Bloodied, but kept walking to a safe place where I could recuperate.
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