Dear Pollen,
You are wreaking havoc on my newly renovated sinuses. You have created a visible yellow cloud around this city. The inch of accumulation covering absolutely everything is making me feel like I can't leave my house. I'm talking to you in particular maple. Everyone wants to go play outside in the glorious Spring weather, but instead we have all become prisoners of our homes. We are all miserable. I hope you are happy. Please leave.
Love,
Kelly
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