RED

This is RED. This is RED. This is RED. Thi

He loves life. He knows both life and death.

He is not defined by one thing.

Instead he is defined by

Them all. He is RED.

He knows love.

Heartbreak.

This is RED. This is RED. This is RED. Thi

He is expected to be a monster, be a symbol

Of death. Of danger. Of threat.

Imperfect. Flickering. Like fire.

But Stop Signs are RED too.

This is RED. This is RED. This is RED. Thi

RED is a primary color. A basic palette for a

Simple Life.

But More

Is Found

In His

Many Beautiful

Hues.