drop
a drop of black ink falls, gently landing in a cup of water with a soft splash. the tendrils of the ink weaving their way through the water, dancing and twirling as it pollutes the pure liquid. empty eyes watch, expression as dark as the ink, are fixed on the contamination. an exhale, a somber deflation of posture, another drop landing in the water.
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