Pedaling my Farenheight

Pedaling my Farenheight
On the damp and cold shore
Dark clouds gather in the sky
As I ride on more … and …. more.

The waves crash with a thunderous sound
The wind whips at my face
I feel alive, free and unbound
In this solitary, single place.

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