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Primary and dull colours bore us, 

But when my twin’s rainbow windows shine on my sallow skin,

They mix together and our veins are made deeper.

He animated us;

instead of simply seeing red:

We can taste the scarlett drawn by his bite on our lips. 

It drips and sets ablaze our skin

-melting me to my twin

◄ I can taste the scarlett drawn by his bite of my lips

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