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HEAT STROKE

They took me into a bar. They started CPR. They thought I was dead. My heart started beating instead. In the hospital, I awoke. They said I had Heat Stroke. Now I'm not afraid to die. There I'll be looking down from the sky. I'll be your silend angel guarding you from danger. No, I won't be a stranger. The wind will brush by and you'll feel me nearby.
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Oct 12, 2014
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