if pollen were pixie dust, i could fly instead of having red eyes and a throbbing headache. my van could fly too.
why, flowers, trees, nature, in the peak of your beauty, do i suffer so?
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i was thinking the same thing yesterday, suse! i was out for a run and the wind blew and there was like a BLIZZARD of pollen. and then i looked around and i thought exactly what you said: "everything's yellow!"
then i started to think about using it for magical realism...
hey, is pollen our theme for the week?
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