Lemonade
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This is a short story, telling the tale of a young woman, who takes pills to help her troubled sleep. She begins to have intense hallucinations, and the line between reality and her visions, starts to blur.
I gave a prompt : an emotion and a thing.
@_Gay_Vodkaa_ gave me :
angry/lemon and happy/ostrich.
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