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As I see nothing but black, Hear nothing but silence I see a little white light shinning at me " This is it " I say as I run fast to the white light faster then I have ever ran before, but it feels like an optical illusion as I keep running towards it feels like I am falling away from it, as I keep running towards it the light keeps going further away from me as I try and try it leaves and leaves until its out of plain sight.
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I can't believe it as one good thing is about to happen in my life it just turns into a pain old sickening bad moment, well on the bright side one more unlucky event to wright down in my book. Man I should publish this so when I die everyone will know it's the cause of my bad luck.
