Old Bicycles

Dust to ashes, ashes to dust -
old bicycles turn to rust.
The boyhood friends I found - 
buried in the ground.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Zahid Avatar
January 7, 2026 at 12:00 PM
Oh that's tragic. I hope you are good?
Crandall Avatar
January 7, 2026 at 6:21 PM
Thanks, Paghunda! I'm good, just had a little spell of feeling old and gloomy.
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