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I look upon the skies I feel the wind, the grass beneath my feet I breath I live, I wonder I hear the screams. "Look out!" "But I am blind" I whisper. And then I get hit by a truck.
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
Heaven
I look upon the skies I feel the wind, the grass beneath my feet I breath I live, I wonder I hear the screams. "Look out!" "But I am blind" I whisper. And then I get hit by a truck.
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
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