Number Three

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The day I nearly died

crossing the zebra road

seeing my future flashed before me

all the things I want to do

so scare for my life

seeing this is all in my dreams

feeling that it was a déjà vu 

knowing my parents will cry for me 

when I die so carelessly

when I cross the road

without looking out for the cars

its was a dream

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