# 1 ~ all different / but the same
She looked at it. Her eyes danced over it. A dance, remarkably so. A slow circle, taking in each detail. Then familiarity. Intimacy. And a beginning. She relaxed her gaze and it captured her, led her somewhere; she followed a line and repeated the same pattern. To what end? To where had she been drawn? I like it, she thought, it doesn't stop. An endless cycle, round and round, at a pleasant cadence. She looked at it.
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Picture + words is getting interesting!