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Tuesday, 18 December 2007
Stung
I found you dead
in the middle of the road
and I risked my own life
to try and save yours,
move you to safety
to die in peace,
in one piece.
I didn't stay to watch,
I didn't feel brave enough.
We never do.
Not even the toughest ones do.
I felt stung by you.
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