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Rising Spirit
My hands loose
on the wheel
Darkness in sight
The road invisible
lanes imaginery,
conscious heavy
As the road ends
so does my touch
My skin bleeds as
my mind rises
A fury of sounds
distort my screams
I struggle
I fight
Helpless
I glide into the darkness
Begging and pleading...
Crying out to stay
As I vanish
into the night
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