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Fourteen
Day after day,
I look out the window
of my car, my parents taking me
to my destination.
I tap my fingers on the window
as we turn onto London Road.
A Ferrari passes by,
the red metal shiny and smooth.
How I wish to feel the steering wheel
underneath my hands.
To go wherever I please,
to be free on the road.
But time seems to slow down,
stopping to laugh in my face.
Because I am only 14,
waiting to turn sixteen.

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