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Oct 2010
I make the effort
place my hand on the wheel
put the key in the ignition
and turn
the car
sputters
but doesn't start
the cold air seeps through
elusive cracks
and I am left
to freeze
alone
as cars pass
sympathetically mocking
the *******
I drive

I like all of them
but despise them
all
the
same
Written by
Zachary Fore
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