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I was painted on a piece of paper. It was an exaggeration. My smile was never so full of myself. There was a face on my smile. A transparent me.
Never before had I lingered in the brushes of a colorblind painter.
Never before had I lingered in the brushes of a colorblind painter.
Labels: fiction, flash fiction, painting, short story, smile, story, surreal, transparency, void