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Humble gatherer

I am a gatherer yet are not deemed important, all that falling fruit to feed the hungry with vitamins will now rot in the fields I miss. I am a humble gatherer and are seeing flowers dumped. All resources are for important serves only . Society has forced me home to gather my own. 

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Chris Bond

Short , sweet and profound , Love reading the sadness at produce going to waste . Wishing you a happy day and great write , Chris :)

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