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The street darkens as I walk a silver line
Shaking, I begin to panic
I don't want to die!
I begin to wobble

First my loved ones isolate me
Then my loved one dies
I had to watch
I fall off the line and grab onto it before I hit bottom

How could He do this to me?
How could I have fixed it?
My mind races as I bawl in mid air
How dare my emotions get the better of me!

I think of that loved one
I replay their death
I suck in my breath
And I gently work my way back onto the line

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