pull me in tighter

It’s just a formality, What must I explain?
Just a nod to mortality, Before you get on
Before you get on a plane

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Watching the Galloping Ghost crash this past weekend still has me shaky.  I’m not sure if visual and auditory memories that intense ever fade and compartmentalize themselves to a far corner of the brain. I wish they would.  I wish they would fast. It’s no one’s fault, but for me that only adds to the horror. That you can invest so much time and care into something and still, due to freak accident, watch it nosedive into smithereens.