A girl was dreaming. She was in heaven, and saw the most beautiful flower, with the best smell, she picked it up, and then she woke up. But that flower was in her hands, it was right there, with the same smell, and it still was the most beautiful. But something happened, it wasn't the same flower, there was something wrong with it. There was some sadness in it. The girl Knew that it was going to die...
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