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I stood in the middle of the main road, totally undisturbed by the vehicles moving around. All I had eyes for was the dead body of a man in the side, surrounded by a small crowd, clamped together.

I stared mournfully at that man’s wide eyes, open but not seeing. If only the car hadn’t banged onto him he would be alive, and I wouldn’t be here.

I wouldn’t be here, but there. I would be in his body.

But now, I am a broken soul, and a ghost.


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