•A painting•
In a mint condition. The ball burst within the blink and the clink clinging on the marble. The overall bricks arranged wibbled wobbled and the wood cramped at the place where it was. The gust was once there but it is now not there. The fruit once wiggling is now still. The ray which once came is now freeze. And the gulping morsel were held in hands. There was a hiatus in the hiatus.
The mercury suffocated inside the glass and it at once broke the heart of the glass and the glass. The bread crumb now lingered over the table alone and the jam inside the jar waiting to peep out and ask what happened. The jam was as if he was having no wisp of what was going on. It was totally jam. And the gable had no meeting now. Everything was in hiatus including the hiatus.
The white lost it texture when colour played holi with it with water. But it was too painted in hiatus which included hiatus. And only the colours groke the white paper for more. But her painting was completed.
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