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'Sandwich'

It was a beautiful day at the lake. Everyone was enjoying themseleves. Children were playing tag. Friends splashing about in the water. Grills cooking delicious food. It was a perfect day.

Out near the bank of the lake sat many people doing many activities. Some fished, some read, some chatted, some tanned and some just relaxed and enjoyed the view. One man sat very close to the waters edge. He sat with a sandwich in one hand and a pile of rocks in the other. He would take a bite and throw a rock.

Bite sandwich.
Throw rock.
Bite sandwich.
Throw rock.
Bite sandwich.
Throw rock...

Until suddenly he bit a rock and threw his sandwich. It took him a moment before what he had done had dawned on him. There he sat with a rock in his mouth and an aching heart...

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