There is a large goose. It has been shot, repeatedly. The bullet holes left huge holes in the goose's body. Within these holes are small tide pools. The goose is still moving about. I feel incredibly sad when I see it.

There is a man who has lost his way. He is otherwise a good man. He plans to harm me, but I don't believe he is malevolent. I feel sad.

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