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Flirting In Traffic Poetry

Late nights on the road
Driving in a city neither of us know
At red lights we pass the time
I tell her that I love her one last time

Before she goes

Before she goes

All good things must come to an end
That's why I know I'll never see you again
All good things, in time they die
Janie, I had one hell of a time

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