Ball Bearings No.5A Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
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metal wheels thrills hills vintage skates asphalt face scraps bumps some lumps rolling wheels kissing streets hills to beat coasting slow past windows they go narrow roads empty bush falls the tush faded yellow lines summertime corner cautions stop sign stay in line school zone tiny voices book bags playground loud sounds ooouch!
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StatsAuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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