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Mar 2018
Existence is like colours and emotions mixed together

Sometimes my existence feels like a raging sulphurous flame of intense red and sometimes it feels empty yet deep like the melancholic blue ocean

Whatever my existence embodies, I want it to represent the rainbow, for the rainbow adds colours to people’s life.

But most of the time I feel that I don’t even exist and that I am absent in this world.

My existence feels black, also known as the absence of colour.
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     Taylor, Emily, Umang, Aric garza and Mark Tilford
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