Hearing Motorcycles

abrasive noises streaming noisily
motorcycles flabbergast the highway
I hear and pray for their worried mothers
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Wolf Avatar
September 13, 2020 at 6:39 PM
You are a rare soul. I think that most people are praying for whomever these cyclists are sharing the road with!
Krutsinger Avatar
September 14, 2020 at 2:26 PM
Every time I see one duck his helmet under my mirror I start praying for his mother.
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