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Bathed in the Red Glow of My Taillight

As I sit at the red light waiting to turn on to the road that will lead me home, I glance in my rear view mirror and see Him. He is bathed in the red glow of my tail light, and he is beautiful. I watch Him as he yawns, and wonder who is this man who is so beautiful.
Just then the light turns green, so I must go. After I turn, I look back and see that He is nowhere to be found. “Where did you go?” I wonder aloud to myself. I decided that he was probably just a figure of my imagination and continue on the road towards home.

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