As the ax fell down upon my head,I knew at once that I was dead.

As the ax fell down upon my head,
I knew at once that I was dead.
But a moment or two, I felt the breeze
of a lifetime of overlapping memories.
But with this tale I surely lied.
For with an ax to the head,
I died.

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