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Motorcycle

My back to the warm wild wind Onyx helmet on my head Trees street mountains blend On a cloud the sun is red Riding with my Harley crew Carolina is our destination Yes where the sky is blue Cardinal song a celebration Like them on we fly too Engines roar as we soar

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Date: 6/10/2025 1:31:00 PM
Your "Motorcycle" is a creative/fun write. Love It... Do you really ride??? Have a fun day writing away........
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Karen Jones
Date: 6/10/2025 1:33:00 PM
I watch my son ride, and no I do not! Lol
Date: 6/9/2025 11:50:00 PM
A rush of adrenaline kind of thrill is what i feel reading this one, Karen. ~ Rory and Soary
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Karen Jones
Date: 6/10/2025 12:35:00 AM
My son inspired this one! He rides but I have never. I live vicariously through him!

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