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Cloud 9
He said not to stand so close to the edge.
So, I didn't .
I walked in the middle of the road, the world stretching out in front.
But lost in his gaze I don't hear, I don't see, the truck. Barreling down.
It was gaining speed, when he took my hand.
He said we were kings, queens, royalty. I smiled.
He said to stop.
We waited.
The noise grew louder, a strangled cry.
He said he loved me and took my hand.
Then the truck hit.
I swear its bliss.
Like floating on Cloud 9
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