Head throbbing, beats racing…
Lights flash overhead, wind pouring over
Streaks flashing creating threads of light
Black tar sticking to the soul of my machine
Faster, click, sit back, feel the moment take over
No one near, everyone past
The wake of my being washing over the city
The journey known, trance-like with no thoughts
You start and end in one instant, the moment is over.
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