The Mighty Burst, of Golden Gorse, of Course

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It is that time of the year when the flowering gorse emits its golden gleam, under the shining sun. The gorse, standing here, and there, and over there; it is everywhere.

Like a beacon it shines. Upon the local landscape its beauty disguises the prickly centre it beholds. The golden gorse has daggers behind. Many daggers.

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