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Resting upon a rock near the shore line, she stared down at her reflection.
Sighing softly, she felt lost now in her travels. As if something was missing, yet she couldn't quite figure it out.
She felt content in her life as well as happy with those around her. Yet the picture wasn't yet complete, there was a color or texture missing.
Perhaps she would be lucky and find the right shade here.
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