Rider
I saw the rider once again
on a distant mountaintop
he didn't wave, he didn't stop
just turned his back and
rode away
I've seen him once or twice before
always the same, never changes
he watches me from afar
but always rides away
it's a mystery to me
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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