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    My other ride is your mom
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    The groundskeeper

    the solitary solace i find in mind,
    a noble fancy, the passage of time.
    Windswept emotions cry foul before others,
    mistaken in their magnitude they garner regret,
    of the fun I have on wheels in spite of threat.


    your sunrise comes blowing on whisper and glow,
    scent of grass and pine, my pace slows.
    but for a time when I breathe in the scene before me,
    a calming of sorts, the quiet of morning, the still day transforming,
    we'll never be the same, "this light is tremendous", i yell in mourning.


    the earth exhales as the sun grows higher,
    creating a symphony of light and sensation, my sweat starts flowing.
    I stop for water, a drink of thought, a thought extreme
    a notions fancy, a moonlight scream.


    In your motion I see no other, a wisp of notion, a smell o'dream;
    your scream for me now, to wander across body
    is lightened by patience, an exercise extreme;
    your mysteries unfold, a novels untold,
    stories unknown, and action in bold.


    a higher path is claimed asunder, a ride which transforms,
    forged in thunder.
    a thought that pierces beyond the mists,
    a mind a'wandered

    the deserts below the peaks uplifted', the canyons wont speak,
    for you lie naked alone,


    I am the groundskeeper, a seeker of truths,
    a bier of sorrows, you exist in mind,
    and alone you heed.
    Yet in my mind a new truth exists,
    the pedal that stops, the grounding in mist,
    the dust that forms low, on my face and furrow,
    is the last breath taken,
    the show,
    is over.

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    livin' the dream......
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    Nice!

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