Gems and all.
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1 min readFeb 6, 2023
All my memories are the gems in the bezels of my heart. Colours define them. I have a colour allocation system for things that only makes sense to me. The colour of the memory gem of the time my baby brother was born is yellow. He’s a happy “yellow” to me. Likewise, some colour allocations are apparent, like scars and trauma. They are brown and black respectively. They also have been embossed in my heart and run with occasional anxiety with my blood at random…