I found bunch of flowers strewn along the beach. I don't know why they were there. I found myself wondering who left them. A gift from a lover, left behind, distracted by passion? An apology rejected? Memories of a broken heart? In another time, another place, maybe even washed ashore from a shipwreck. I placed this one on the rock. It had been floating in the water a few inches away, clearly carelessly dropped. I wonder what the next person to walk by will think when they see it, placed with deliberate precision over a slimy rock. Curious.
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