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Cruising

Sipping iced coffee,

so creamy, so fresh.

Hair whipping out from its knot,

tangling in the wind;

she doesn't mind.

Driving around Manhattan

in her uncle’s ghetto, beat-up truck,

the sun beating down on her face,

she sighs—

ah,

this is the good life.

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janet-li

American

Published: Aug 6, 2010
LinesWords: 1144

Notes: 8.6.10

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