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Too late I'm dead

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It was bright and sunny as I walked out the front door onto the read and green welcome mat the lay on the porch. " today will be a good day!" I yelled out loud and the birds chirped in the tall oak trees that marked the edge of my property. I took a step, then another and stopped dead in my tracks. What was that? What was it there?All Rights Reserved

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