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Colour floats around me,
I'm blinded by the light,
the wails of the Blue devour me,
but the smiling Yellow supports me.

I know they're here for a reason,
I'm trapped in this monsoon.
Danger is signalled in the Red.
The Black holds me down.

No amount of blinking can distact me,
This world is ancient, and beautiful.
The lushious Green breathes life into me,
the Brown nestles up and protects me.

Frolicking through the misleading Pink field,
through the fortress of the Purple.
Over the mountains and rocks.
The Grey will follow me down.

And I swerve and dodge the Orange,
whilst the strong Turquoise erupts itself around me.
I am safe is the realms of this force,
Until the brilliant White approaches.