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Jul 2010
I feel the wind rush by me
Alone with my thoughts at last
My helmet is another world
The road lets me ponder my past
Exhaust smells like my childhood
I can smile and no one will see
Behind my helmet I am alone
On that motorcycle I am free
Leaning into each turn I take
Breathing the same stuffy air
This is where I feel at home
Right behind this helmet I wear
The speed makes me feel powerful
No longer am I so smallΒ Β 
Here I become super-human
And here I feel time stall.
2010
Written by
Nikki I
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