Paint yourself red. Go on, do it, sweet melancholia. You are my bane, but also my nectar. Paint yourself red so I can imagine you differently, imbibe you sweet as you can be. I am laying in my bed waiting for you to return. Lay with me, I am comfortable this way, oh blue one.
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