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      he carried them in, dirt falling over the white tiled floors, getting scolded by every doctor he came across.

     however, when he was back in his room, he settled the roses back into the pot.

      mark had painted the outside of the pot, just like verona had painted his.

      but this time,

      he painted her pot her favorite shade of dark blue, with tiny white dots to resemble the stars that the both loved so much.

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