Forever the rituals
of hate and love continue.
The sun survives the feet.
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To believe in a utopia in a dystopian age is hard. Give love to your enemy or a hand yo your oppressor. Peot see with penetrative glance and you see more sometomes than most a vivid poem enjoyed thanks
No need for more. No more. A motorcycle defines a binary system. With a simple twist of the wrist more power is applied. The roar of the motor. Fuel consumed. Fuel firing the piston, driving the rod. A matter of balance. A matter of masculinity. A mote for error.