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A Good Set of Bicycle Lights Strap white to the handle bar                              red to the seat post of your worrisome bicycle                             a fixed gear nightmare, these nighttime streets lay in wait while I lay waiting to be pierced            by the call that never comes        with a bit of luck. Old light from distant stars                        at the edge of my                             galaxy of fear arrives as pinpricks a reminder                        your new orbit free                                 of my nettlesome gravity.
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Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 8:55 AM UTC
A Good Set of Bicycle Lights
A Good Set of Bicycle Lights Strap white to the handle bar                              red to the seat post of your worrisome bicycle                             a fixed gear nightmare, these nighttime streets lay in wait while I lay waiting to be pierced            by the call that never comes        with a bit of luck. Old light from distant stars                        at the edge of my                             galaxy of fear arrives as pinpricks a reminder                        your new orbit free                                 of my nettlesome gravity.
dave-hardin
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Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 8:55 AM UTC
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