Tangerineingreen 

Vin Elliot (Vincent Mugg)
 

I find myself encased, moss green fur surrounding me.
After briefly detecting the surrounding with my fingertips,I notice feeling limbs of the torso I was given in this era. A surface with true similarities to the one a tangerine has, overdraws that little flesh Organ that I now inhabit. The shell in which I find my being every time, is another one each and every-time. Not able to change to what I find within to what I sense outside.
Perceived as a tangerine in green. - Vin Elliot


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