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Oct 2015
Bike engine, as raw muscle echoes plain,
baying to moon, in a questioning feign.

Hugging corners of this old byway
leaving mind, by tussle to weigh.

Roaring on this lonely odyssey,
journey never slow and easy.

Shadows linger upon sun,
open regrets, never one.
A P Taylor
Written by
A P Taylor  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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