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Benediction
sean | 22 December, 2007 00:12
There is a feeling of stark terror
that comes from falling headlong.
All of the sudden, I'm moving too
fast; landscape rushes to meet me.
Essentially blind, my body goes cold
and rigid. My blood runs like slush.
I have felt the cold hand of death
wave across my head like a blessing.
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