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Iwas staring out the car window
At the dusk
When a lesser car
Approached-
Not as new
Not as shiny
Or as cool as mine,
It dared to drive
Atthe same speed.
And I peered
Into this pathetic
Competitor
And saw agirl
My age.
And she, apparently
Enjoying the sport
Peered atme,
But
I could not look away
As is customary when
One knows oneselfto be
Better
And it seems,
Nor could she.
And so our eyes
Lockedand we did not
Look away
And though I stared
As coldly as Idared,
Her mouth, no,
Her lips
Pressed together
In as friendly away
As the circumstances allowed
Within the rules of ourmutual
Sport
But mine
Stayed thinly neutral
And her car was sweptbehind ours
And though it seemed our hunk of metal
Had won the casualrace
I somehow felt
She had won another.
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