Monday, December 26, 2011

Bicycle

A secret, shared for the world to see
Coated in clever words and phrases
So some know some, and one knows all

A secret, tucked in between bursts of loudness
Quiet, but with as much meaning as the loud
That it can be whispered or yelled

A secret, representing the cycle
Building you up to stand taller
Among the fallen and the small
So when you fall
It can bring you up to ride the highs of the cycle

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