The daisy reaches for the sun
The baby reaches for his mother
The squirrel reaches for the acorn
I reach for something.
The sun warms the daisy
The mother comforts her son
The acorn feeds the squirrel
I get nothing.
The daisy is warm
The baby is calm
The squirrel is full
I am cold.
The daisy got what it wanted
Same with the baby
As well with the squirrel
I how ever got nothing.
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