I see the miles go by unwild.
I feel the tires roughly Stride.
I let the stone sit very tight.
I make the storm often smooth pass by.
I try not holding the sunrise.
I greet the heat at the endless Horise.
Calm I am at the very thunder fights.
Cracks I am for the breathing insights.
I am endless Me, the untouched almight.
The Lively, strong, the wild of Life.
-Me
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