Somewhere in my neighborhood there is someone who rides a street bike that sounds exactly like yours.
Usually the only times I hear it is at night after I get home from work or on the weekends when I am home.
At that time I close my eyes and imagine it is you on that bike... That maybe it just might be, you coming to get me.
Far fetched seeing as you do not know where I live now, but one can dream.
That is about all I have these days and I cherish each and every one that you are a part of.
"Jill"
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