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She doesn’t talk to me.

Not while I drive.

She looks out the window.

I can’t stand it.

Being ignored.

I pull over.

She looks at me.

I look back.

I tell her I love her.

And then I kiss her.

I kiss her on the side of the road.

I uncross her fingers.

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