when the roads
get too busy
and traffic is hell
when the room is
full
and there is no
place for you
to stand
just wait, who knows
someone may fall
and die
who knows some of
them will faint
who knows a bomb
explodes
and gee
a blessing in disguise
God forbids
you are not there
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