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[_wideeyedwonder]

There was a man on the road, lying broken. I saw him, his smashed motor bike lay on the ground, feet from him, the fuel leaking onto the pavement. The people tried to help, but they couldn't, all they could so was watch as he died, on the ground broken. A woman cried and screamed for him, a black and white tried to calm her grief, but was

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[julu]

This is beautiful,every time I read it.