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Submitted to Contest #86
A field of endless waves of flowers- pink, orange, red of death, blue. Specks of hell knows what fluttered in and out of vision. Phoenix could barely feel himself. Over all these delirious stings of flushed out calls. A deep voice, broken, cracking at the edges, distorted the scene in a disorienting flurry. He tried, tried to ground himself, in vain! Had he any feet anymore? So he listened. “Endless times I’ve tried to reach you, and I do, but you might as well be deaf and blind! Don’t you know, understand, what you’re forsaking-” He soared ...
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