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Eye of the Beholder

The rose was perfect.  So perfect it could not possibly be real.

Perfect droplets festooned the blood-hot red petals.  You could lick the drops off and never be thirsty again.

it belonged to a place of imagination.  Where was that place?  How did one get to it?

Through the eye of the beholder.

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