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Mar 2017
almost wrecked the other day
swerved brakes screamed went into a ditch and came
out the other side
no need for a seatbelt or an angel
to save me
I did it myself
saw that names and tags and saviours are all made up
I could be satan for all you know like
an angel could too on here
names mean nothing
it's how you treat your enemy
as well as how
you treat a friend
and death or a close call
are way more important than any popular demand
a child even more so
I saw all that as I slid
almost dying
churning up mud
through
that
ditch
wordvango
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