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Thursday, June 23, 2005

Ride.

Elation fills me as the machine grasps my body and sends me flying through the crisp blue sky. Huge jolts of power send me crashing down towards the blur of an impressionistic palette enlivened with sounds of ebullient laughter. My eyes fill with untaxed tears and my hair thrases wildy about, its tameness broken by the masterful wind...
Afterwords I ache with bliss. Waves of euphoria wash over me, resonating rhythmically throughout every longing surface and tender depth. I close my eyes and slip away.

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