55-word story (Part 2)

I stole a flower from your gravestone. I never found out who left it there. I had to have it. I don’t know why. I don’t think I’m sentimental when it comes to objects, but I stole a flower from your gravestone. Maybe when I die, someone can put it on mine. 888Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbQHjIyBWRP

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