Unplanned Harley Ride.
He rode his harley down the road.Where he was going he did not know.He was out on his own.With the breeze in his hair.Just him and his bike and the road they shared.He was having so much fun.Riding in the morning sun.He left all troubles behind.Just trying to find that peace of mind.It felt so good for him to unwind.He could leave all his troubles behind.He was out to see the land.He really did not have much planned.Every now and then he would stop for awhile.And people would give him that smile.He would sit and talk to them for awhile.They ask him where he was going.He would tell them he is riding without really knowing.He would say i am out just seeing the land.Other wise dont have anything planned.And if along the way i find a place i like i might stay.But for now i will be on my way.Just me and my harley going down the road.Not carrying much of a load.
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