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Nov 2020
My old bike
It just didn't want to take me
Another kickstart
Was this a maybe
I did feel resistance
Another try
And you go
Now we can ride
Feel the oxygenated air
Until reminded
I am low on fuel
Stop and replenish
At the next feeding station
We burn and we power
Every day every hour
(Near_lane7
To do to spend
Flatfielder
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Flatfielder  M/Canada
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