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[vriad_lee]

the thing to remember
is death was always there
even when we rolled out the bike
and stood gazing at icy puddles
and then rode around the town
until it was day
this is not about what there is
but rather where you stare
and these days you often stare at death
(and death, of course, stares back)
otherwise, very little has changed, i guess
otherwise, everything is the same as ever