Rideing Like the Wind
i remember bicycling many miles,the sun on my face and the gentle breeze about my sweaty
body,cooling,my heart pounding in my ears as i ascended those monster hills
the taste of salt from the sweat,the comraderie,the smells of fresh grass or cow dung.i
still hear the clicks of the pedals and clasps.oh how i miss it since my disabling stroke
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