Red like blood.
White like bone.
Red like solitude.
White like silence.
Red like the beastly instinct.
White like a god's heart.
Red like thawing hatred.
White like a frozen, pained cry.
Red like the night's hungry shadows.
So shooting through the moon in a sigh is like
radiant white, scattered red.
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