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Like Riding
a Bike.
Remember that
rhythm and
flight.
Reminded of
the streams
and forest
rushing by.
Like natural
instincts.
Walking and
running.
Gone for
me.
All I
hear said:
bye bye
to freedom.
Chained to
a thing
I wish not
to be with.
If only
one second
off.
Down bumpy
asphalt and
dusty trails.
My mind calls
to before
the wheelchair.




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