Story

A story like a flower long past its bloom.

The petals are scattered, dried and brittle, the color faded.

A writer gathers up the petals, out of order.

Recoloring the petals, and trying to find their order.

Reconstructing the bud for a reader to catch a glimpse of imagination, bringing it once more to full bloom.

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