This Is Red
This is anger..
This is indignation..
This is lividity..
This is red.
The darkness fades away in my rearview mirror while I stare ahead at a brilliant white light.
In the strangeness of the grey that I pass behind I notice the delicate scribbles of faint red lines.
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