Red

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I missed the maroon. I missed Josh. His color was the softest one I knew. Calming but rigid. Cold and warm, crisp and smooth. Perfect.

I needed more red. Red was peaceful. Red helped me. It wasn't close to the gorgeous maroon though.

I needed red nonetheless, so I took my blue razor and coaxed it from my skin.

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