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Apr 10
last night i was riding my bike in the neighborhood
the moon lit my path home
as i pedaled towards my driveway
a car sped down my road
and i thought about it
“what if i just let it hit me? what if we die in the same way? what if i get to see you again?”
i had my chance but
something in me decided against it, i don’t know what
i don’t really know what keeps me alive these days
Written by
Belicia Salas
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