Red.
To some, it is danger.
For others, it is love.
For me it is just a color. I do not understand the concept of labeling it. After all, Love can come from the blackest and darkest of souls and danger can come in form of a bright white light.
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Random words that I think of.
RandomThese are words that I think of when I know I should be focusing on the task at hand.