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Submitted to Contest #243
When I was little, the world was full of color. I remember the colors more than anything. More than the shapes, or even the feelings that came from these memories. The colors were the feelings. They were the memories. I could name these colors, but doing so would steal from the power they hold. I could describe them, but to be honest, I don’t think you’d understand. It’s okay, really, I don’t expect you to. You’re only human, after all. The human who understood left this place a long time ago, and I don’t blame her. But I do miss her. ...
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