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Supra MAG

By Steven L., Centerville, OH

Sunshine strikes suddenly,
Setting the coat of wax afire,
Illuminating the glossy black leather interior,
Setting off the hues of blue.

As suddenly as it came,
The light is extinguished,
Yet the sterling beauty remains,
Taunting the sky.

Clouds roll throughout,
Threatening sheets of rain,
Yet still the beast remains,
Pop up lights exploding open into the darkness.

Rear tires begin revolving,
Smoke pooling from its radius,
With a wrench of metal the Supra takes flight.

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