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Color in my world ( Part 2)
Feel? The word itself felt foreign, almost illegal. I couldn’t feel. how could I, when I was never allowed to? When every ounce of emotion had been conditioned out of me? You can’t just rewrite yourself to do something you’ve never been given permission to do. Oh, how they would call me disobedient. How they…
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Color in my world ( part 1)
There is color in my world. Everything is so bright, almost too bright, like beauty too overwhelming to bear. The greens and oranges melt into one another, a masterpiece of hues. The purples and pinks of the flowers by the toy shop send a shiver through me, their vibrancy almost electric. They stand with a…
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icarus
Last night, I dreamt that I was a bird,a dove painted red. My feathers, once symbols of peace and purity, were now drenched in a bold, jarring hue. It wasn’t a choice I had made, but the color felt inescapable, a marker of something I couldn’t fully understand. I tried to fly. My wings stretched…
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