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Bicycling in the early morn, Brings a smile to my face, And happiness to my being. My place of meditation, A long and lonely road. A place of solitude and peace. Eyes open to the light of day. Birds dancing on wings in the air, Squirrels running and collecting their fare Reflection on life as I roll down the road makes for a beautiful day!
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
Meditation on Wheels
Bicycling in the early morn, Brings a smile to my face, And happiness to my being. My place of meditation, A long and lonely road. A place of solitude and peace. Eyes open to the light of day. Birds dancing on wings in the air, Squirrels running and collecting their fare Reflection on life as I roll down the road makes for a beautiful day!
willard-wells
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
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