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why stop?

have you ever seen fogged glass?

 have you had that temptation to stick your finger on it?

as you take your finger off and look at the condensation on your finger tip...

your most likely in car.

alone perhaps

what do you see?

I see a highway...

you stopped in the middle of the road to touch the foggy glass....          

    but now you stare at your hand to see blood.

what happened?

do you hear sirens?

I see lights..

who am I?

what happened?



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