Red
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"Have you ever felt so much hopelessness at one time, that it forms a solid substance and builds up at the bottom of your stomach? It makes you feel empty and dark, like the sky on a foggy night. It slowly builds up. Getting thicker and thicker, until your body can no longer digest it, so it is forces to adapt. Causing you to build your life around the sadness."
Ever heard the tale of Little Red Riding Hood?
Well that's me
But the fairy tales are lies
This is my true story
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