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Apr 2015
Hop that train and ride,
please go forth,
go further and live that life,
that life that I wanted and yet shied from.

Dodge that Bull,
swing yourself and your puppy
up and into that boxcar,
living the life
we hypocrites yearn for.

Ride free,
ride hard,
live on your terms
and tell the rest of us
what that freedom is worth.

It was a good day for me today,
till Ryan told me he was going to rehab,
and you posted a pic of a jump....

I don't think that where we live
knows what love is anymore.

We're too wrapped up in norms and opinions,
too focused on crap that means absolutely nothing.

The fact that you opted out,
you said "No, I will not live as a number",
has proved something to me tonight.

You proved to me that it's not an
all or nothing gamble, that one doesn't have
to pay in autonomy in order to be happy.

All that I am goes with you....
and maybe one day
I'll be riding with my own caravan.
Jon Shierling
Written by
Jon Shierling  Old Florida
(Old Florida)   
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