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Oct 2011
Hey you with your
squinting eyes
judging the turns
on this foggy night
with your head held high
and ears in the clouds
life so young
as you listen to the sounds
weaving through the traffic
as your engine roars
and you answer with a finger
to those petty car horns
speeding through the fog
flashing your brights
blinded by the reflection
of your own bright light
you weren't humble enough
to dim yourself down
and now you've missed your exit
and you're looping around
for a head-on collision
with your own pride
all because your infinite focus
was on your self-centered inside
(AIP)
OnlyEggy
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     Dacia B and OnlyEggy
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