Too Late to Realize

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Memories  cascade down over me as a waterfall of raw emotion. Forceing, pushing me to look back.

At my mistakes,victories, moments that mean the most, times that have changed me.

For seconds my short life flashes before me in a fitful last attempt for life.

Colors blur into a mirage of great blues, blood reds, and burnt oranges. Tires screech, sirens wail.  A sense of peace washes over me as my soft skin slams against the cold concrete...

All my problems suddenly seem weightless,meaningless.  Everything solved, no regrets, no pain, I am just a simple human now. A part of this great circle that includes all of us. I am but a mere part of the landscape, our earth. No more important than a rosebud or a petoskey stone

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