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the burning sensation in her throat worsens as she hovers above the toilet bowl. waiting for the wave of nausea to hit her.

a few seconds pass and it hits her.
she expects  it to be grinds of food but no, it was something else.
something that's beautiful but could be deadly.

it was flower petals.

the beautiful bright petals surrounds her. she looks at them confused but also in awe.

wondering why flower petals, another wave of nausea hits. adding more petals to the mess.

she gets up and starts to clean the mess she had made, only to be hit by a coughing fit.

petals, and petals, and more petals.
all come bursting once again.

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