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Aug 2016
I kept saying don't let go...don't let go
Don't let go and he said he wouldn't
As  he  ran along beside me
while I'm pedaling and steering
But suddenly he did let go
And I was in total control
What was the first of many a future vehicle
Just me....
.... and my brand new tricycle
Keith W Fletcher
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Keith W Fletcher  68/M/Oklahoma
(68/M/Oklahoma)   
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