CyclingA Poem by ragtackFor those who know the forging of metal powered by the engine of human flesh the rhythm of the wheels they can speak to the soul to the dancing of the mind pushing for its gold whether caught in the morning rays or in the fragrance of the evening light each mile captures the glory of its song © 2012 ragtackReviews
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Added on July 25, 2012Last Updated on July 25, 2012 Author |