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Rick called.
Dick’s
taking his final ride.
Rick is a
biker friend;
Dick and
Jane,
Coupled up
for years,
Criss-crossed
the country
On their
bikes, happy as kids,
Until Dick
detoured wrong way
Onto the
road of No Memory.
So now we
wait,
Jane and
Rick and me,
Wait for the
sun to set.
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