[dashboard stripes]
the sky was lines of gray the wind stole water from my eyes i was pedaling fast moving cold cold i had to get there. the rush came to me my cheeks so rosy so rosy they were burning. i pedaled faster. look at where i am. the buildings were tall and the cars rushed my cheeks continued to flush. "shiny shiny cufflinks, a shirtsleeve to enhance the pinstriped men of morning are coming up to dance."
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