Kerik Just

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The Reaper

I met him first when I was young
As I swam outside in the summer sun.
He caught me under the murky water.
I begged him to let me pay him later.
He released his icy grip on me
And to the surface he set me free.

He found me again when I was a teen
Driving faster than I should have been.
And only because of one mere inch
He released me once more from his pinch

But now I am double in his debt.
What I owe to him he will not forget.
I know he is simply waiting for me,
For the day will come when I pay his fee.