A single push of my leg
And the bike cruised forward
As I sat one with my vehicle
The breeze lifted my mood
And I sang with the wind
As I climbed up the flyover
And at the same pace at which I moved
This giant bus moved under me
A little bit of poetry in motion
Is it weird that I want to blog about this?
And the bike cruised forward
As I sat one with my vehicle
The breeze lifted my mood
And I sang with the wind
As I climbed up the flyover
And at the same pace at which I moved
This giant bus moved under me
A little bit of poetry in motion
Is it weird that I want to blog about this?
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