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After you die, you
put on a pair of shades and
go driving at night.
You crash again and
again, again and again,
and with each new crash
you're ejected and
fly into a bigger car,
wearing darker shades.
Eventually,
the car's as vast as God, the
shades as dark as Death.
You grin as you crash
into worlds, stars, galaxies,
into endless dark.