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When We Would Ride…

Late night and I’m in bed remembering those late night rides on my BMX. Down those small streets where no cars were out, not enough to matter.

I don’t know where you are now but we rode together. You the various guys I rode with throughout time. I remember you.

We rode day and night. We rode the roads nearby and some not. We rode and rode with no end in sight.

We parted ways for various reasons that I don’t recall. I miss those nights riding in the cool of the dark streets.

Do you remember me or those times we rode?

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