Destiny's calling and,
You're running from fate,
For the very first time,
You're trying to be late,
Sweat is flowing,
Yet your body is cold,
Wiping your brow,
Trying not to fold,
Your ears' are pounding,
And so is your heart,
Then the world goes black,
And as your soul and body part,
Your daughter starts to cry,
As she watches you die.
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