Stranded.

I foolishly challenged fate
To a battle of wills
And fate won
Its trophy a lifeless car
Miles away from town
Along a desolate road
Immune to my calls for help
Nothing to do now
But lie in the back seat
And ponder my plan
To escape this trap
Before fate strikes again
With the arrival of the rising sun

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