I have seen
my own death.
I was there.
I will be back there.
My life suddenly
nothing.
Just
distant sounds.
The screech of tires,
my body
smashing
against unforgiving steel.
my blood spilling
into silence.
I have seen this
with my very own eyes,
in broad daylight.
400 times.
It will be an awful
way to die,
however,
I must accept this.
It is my destiny.
Nothing can stop the wheels.
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