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Red

I am the blood clot, that takes your breath away. I am the thin line going down your paper marking the beginning. Or the heat dial you can’t get to fast enough, on a cold winter morning. I am the fire alarm, that signals danger. I am the flowing lava that is mesmerizing to watch.

Red

I am the blood clot, that takes your breath away. I am the thin line going down your paper marking the beginning. Or the heat dial you...