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Friday, March 14, 2025

SECOND WORLD

I went downhill skiing, and ran into a tree,
I was dead on the scene, and they couldn't revive me,
While I drifted into the sky,
I waved to my body, goodbye,
Then I smelled dad's dark coffee, and mom's ginger tea.

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