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May 2018
It's early morning,
The clock reads 7:47 AM.
The engine purrs.

It speaks lovingly
Through the clutch.
A 4.6L V8 soul,
Just wanting to be let free.

Clutch in,
Shift into 5th.
Give it gas,
Let off the clutch.

Tearing down a dirt road,
104 Miles Per Hour,
A can of Copenhagen
Rattling on the dash.

Because it's early morning,
The clock reads 7:48 AM.
The engine purrs.
Wordfreak
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Wordfreak  23/M/Denver, CO
(23/M/Denver, CO)   
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