I AM RED
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I ion upon your lips: is it to be a color?
Color is touco t of tened to souls to object for tens of
to say t my toucouc of me, t to your vision wh your glances.
I’m so fortunate to be red! I’m fiery. I’m strong. I knoake notice of me and t I cannot be resisted.
I do not conceal myself: For me, delicacy manifests itself neitlety, but termination and tention to myself. I’m not afraid of ot is to cover a surface t as me orious being! beats quicken. Be is to live! Beo see. Beurns to me. I tell you.
en to red tone. A master miniaturist, an expert in paints, furiously pounded t variety of dried red beetle