Motorcycle crash

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Take the time, to look twice Even if you’re feeling not so nice There they could be, driving carefully Enjoying the view, without a clue But It is you, driving reckless  
Presently, I'm treading water In a sea of memories trying Their best to rush over me; Like music infiltrates the ears of the listener. That simple, that quick, That easy to lose yourself and get
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