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Oh, Bicycle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eyes on the line,

Fighting the wind,

Whistling in your ears,

Beauty all around.

 

The sweet smell of green,

And the brightness of blue,

The black of the asphalt,

Reminder of risk.

 

Shadows beckon to briefly cool,

Branches at your eyes,

Potholes low,

Heightening senses.

 

Sinewy legs spinning,

Pumping up the hills,

Pushing to the limit,

Satisfaction overflowing.

 

Synergy electrified,

Without separation,

Sweating, breathing, grasping, grinding,

Peacefulness flows.

 

We are one,

We are beautiful,

The wheels of delicate balance,

Oh, Bicycle.

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