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    2012 - 09.20

    And you ride and you ride without thinking

    Things from the past they find you and blow you away.

    All that you did was remembered, but not by you.

    Two wheels squeal into moments of relative strangeness

    The sun rises and it’s a brand new day.


    Time is riding into the sunset

    The end of a perfect day.

    You never imagined it would be like this

    With happiness, so far away.



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