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Middle of the road

She did not like excesses
Preferred always the middle way
The Middle of the Road.
That's where she swirved that fateful day in May
Tired of the bland color of her non-existence
 Choosing well and then driving
With her eyes closed
Ignoring the hunks and the screams
As she was met head on
By the incoming truck
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
Published | Edited 18th May 2023
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