As I walk off the bus,
I look up,
Sky, is, grey
Which is just what I need..
It's around 12:00,
So I go to the buzzing food court,
Trays with an array of foods
From different cultures,
And I go get a wrap,
Something I would call for me,
The usual
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General Fiction" I'm guilty of you passing away, I was the course wasn't I? But what is my fate? If I'm not the culprit, Who is? Death was only doing his job.." But does he know, a change of fate is coming his way.. In the most unexpected manner. PLEASE NOTE first...
