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Momentum turns me Up a broken driveway, Truck’s suspension Bucks and sways In a nose-up attitude, Into the thick, green __Canopy above. Almost like a flying __Circus, Except green for blue, Reminders of my Primary days__ Nose higher in a T-34, Vibrating and shaking, Headlong into a fall; “Hold it!” He shouts, “Hold the nose!” The air so full of glory, The slow settling back, Then over in a full And hair-raising, Stomach churning, Hammerhead Stall, And off we go… Nose-down hard, Again and again.
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May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 1:02 PM UTC
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Momentum turns me Up a broken driveway, Truck’s suspension Bucks and sways In a nose-up attitude, Into the thick, green __Canopy above. Almost like a flying __Circus, Except green for blue, Reminders of my Primary days__ Nose higher in a T-34, Vibrating and shaking, Headlong into a fall; “Hold it!” He shouts, “Hold the nose!” The air so full of glory, The slow settling back, Then over in a full And hair-raising, Stomach churning, Hammerhead Stall, And off we go… Nose-down hard, Again and again.
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May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 1:02 PM UTC
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