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2d
he was taken for a ride
the track leading up was slow
but it was exciting nonetheless
and when it came all crashing down
the wind in his face; the speed
was intoxicating.

so he was taken for a ride again
the track leading up seemed slower than before
he had already seen these sights, he had already felt the cold air
and when it came all crashing down
the wind in his face; the speed
was intoxicating.

so he was taken for a ride again
the track leading up seemed to be even longer than before
and it felt as if it wasn't as high, and it wasn't as steep as before
and when it came all crashing down
there was no wind in his face
and he moved as slow as a snail
not enough coffee
Written by
ms hitt  Agender/USA
(Agender/USA)   
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