It was daylight when bạn woke up in Your ditch. bạn looked up at Your sky. That, that made Blue be your color. bạn had your dao, con dao there with you, too. When bạn stood up, there was goo all over your clothes. Your hands were sticky. bạn wiped them on Your grass. So now your color was Green. Oh, Lord, why did everything have to keep changing like this? bạn were already getting nervous again. Your head hurt and it rang when bạn stood up. Your head was almost empty. It always hurt bạn when bạn woke up like this. bạn crawled up out of Your ditch onto Your gravel road. bạn began to walk, waiting for...
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