Be very serious.
Very seriously I stare ahead
into oncoming traffic
I should move away
but instead I stay.
Why is it I am like this
What is so different about me?
Do I not see what’s coming straight at me
or do I just ignore it for the sake of my sanity?
Special moments approach quickly
Not to specify those moments here
There are more to come
That threaten everything.
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