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Italy couldn't hold you.
I wonder who can?
You will need to seek
and find a place
called Pleiades
and rest in the body
of it's mass.

Washington State has
a lot openness for one
to stay covert. All the
trees will be painted by
my eyes white.

You are crimson. Not a
good hiding color. I trade you,
purple. A color you can
drink and feel the pain
of the past.