A pleasant day
An empty field
A thunderstorm boiling in the distance
A lonely figure sits
In the middle of the field
Wondering, pondering, racked with worry
Plucking petals off a bright yellow flower
One by one
Softly whispering to himself:
'I love her...I love her not...I love her'
A simply pretty girl appears and walks towards him
The boy quits his verse and goes to her
They walk off together, hand in hand
They couldn't be happier
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