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Green, I think, is the colour of life. In this place all things are green – the grass, the trees, even the sky. As I stare at the verdant rock hurtling towards me, I am struck by an imminent thought:
I didn’t think green would be the colour of my death.
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Ash Taylor
He/Him
Bachelors of Media and Communications, currently battling my way through a Masters in Journalism. Working in radio telling stories, and writing on the weekend. Making my way through my 400 odd backlog of books.
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