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Any moment could be my last.
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Submitted:May 6, 2007 Reads: 106 Comments: 6 Likes: 0
In a rush of excitement and enthusiasm
On receiving my epiphany
I ran out into the street
To exclaim it
Where I was promptly smashed by a bus
Lending credence to my idea
That every mundane moment is worthy of my full attention
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