Bursts Of Colour
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~When the world is in black and white, I dream in colour.
~The older I become, the more vivid colours I see.
~As this monochrome world changes, so does my power, so what's to happen if it's discovered the extent of what it is I can do?
~An ability unknown could be the greatest or worst thing to become of this dull world.
~Whats to become of a power so paranormal that it scares you, yet it could just even be what saves you?
~Knowing you have power over colours in a dream state that's not possible to recreate in reality.
~What would you make of it then?
~ All these questions... can you keep up?
~Am I making sense yet?
Am I?
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