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Submitted to Contest #191
I stood. Transfixed in a tormenting daze, my sunken pupils met the array of tones, laid out in rows of deepest and dimmest along the market stall. The various shades and colours rebounding amongst the delicate fabric walls, my steady gaze encapsulated within the many hues and my limbs suspended in hesitance. A feeling of inability washing over me to break the monotonous cycle of my eyes circling between my body, mind and sight. The echo of coins rattling, paper rustling, witnessing petals withering before me, flower heads which were drooping...
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