Twittering Tales#109-6

She stared at the empty frame, a replica of void in her life.

Her loved ones whom she had given her all had robbed her of all hues. She was a blank canvas awaiting a splash of colours.

But she swathed herself in pink and purple blossoms that lent her hope and new shades of life.

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