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The Ride
Old sense of exhilaration
for the spirit to soar free
To be one with elements
on an aimless kind spree
No destination so to say
nothing planned as such
Tad touch of spontaneity
& escapade a sole crutch
Legs straddling untamed
not broken in yet mount
Uncertain of the outcome
and what it’ll tantamount
Timidity all but vanished
onc...
Thursday 5th February 2015 3:20 pm
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