drift up and down
coast of speed but visualize every second
and a bumby ride
drive you and circles
testing you temper
causing drowzy and dizzyness
hell of a ride
making you take
the wrong turn instead right
growling at the stomach
eyes slightly shut
clowning through the process
influence by negative
next day you harley remember
last nights drift
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