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Dec 2017
Empty Wheelbarrow

A Swedish farmer has worked all winter to fill his wheelbarrow but he gets no crops
He has worked hard all winter but no crops. The empty wheelbarrow is just a sick reminder that he was unsuccessful for the last couple of winters.
The empty blackness of nothing fills him with rage.
He yearns for more crops.
Yet it is too late.
Another winter over and still
nothing.
Written by
michael sullivan
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