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Helmet on for saftey
hands gripping the handle bars
fear blowing away
with the wind as I race by

Twist of the gear and I go faster
Turn of the handle bars and I hit the jump
One jump and I am flying

Time doesn’t exist
sound is irrelevant
It is just me
and my dirt bike

A second of freedom
of beating gravity
of leaving time behind
and once again

I hit the floor
and race away
for the next jump





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