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I was dying. Slowly I was dying of some disease as the sun bled through the trees of a golden autumn forest. I was riding in a horsedrawn carriage with family and people I love. In my hands was a bag full of coins. I would put a coin in my mouth and swallow them one by one. In the setting it was a kind of folk medicine to treat what I was suffering from, it didn't help though. I knew I was dying and as I felt the coins jingle in my belly with each bump in the road I began to feel bitter and resentful. Such beauty would soon be closed off from me forever.
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My Third Entry!