I-8

A Poem by Chenin Marie

I saw angels on interstate 8

Wings leather bound

And arms rested on handlebars

Inbetween white lines on the highway

Synchronized two wheel riders.

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Added on April 2, 2019
Last Updated on April 2, 2019

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