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May 1988

 

speed

 

its in my blood

its on my mind

it is

 

speed

 

its the thrill of windblown hair

its the thrill of racing storms

its the thrill of

 

speed

 

I can plod along no longer

Im longing to go faster

to race along the winds

I long to feel the edge of

 

speed!

 


Speed
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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