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I had a dream in which I lived here on the page.

You couldn’t see me. I was too small.

I needed you to see what I could do, so I cut myself and pressed my flesh against the white light.

I realized early on that it would take gallons of blood to make you see.

Being only human, I started a tiny war instead.

When it ended, the page was red, and the message was lost.

Or was it?

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