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death is not a dream

Feeling shaken after a close call
Wrong place wrong time one blink
Another near miss high speed collision.
If only it were a recurring bad dream
Though dreams of course really happen to the dreamer.

Death is not a dream. Death is real.
Death is certain, sooner or later.
Death is the fatal crash coming my way in my dreams.
It is not my death I fear.
Losing you would leave me lost and alone.

The days are passing so fast.
I would like to slow down and let tomorrow wait awhile.
Hugs and kisses and saying I love you.
Remember the sweet times we share together.
Embrace this day we are given.

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