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what warriors be…

i see so many 

who are just like me 

as i ride through this city 

and feeling so free 

but behind my mask 

of courage and grace

we all bear our battles

in this bustling place

as our silence extends 

in our ears, the wind 

our legs pounding 

the pavement no end 

unseen scars and stories

invisible to the eye

we press on, united 

beneath the same sky

every pedal stroke a symbol,

of strength and of fight

in this urban landscape 

where day turns to night

though our struggles are hidden

we ride side by side

what warriors be

in this journey we ride! 

peace and blessings!

dedicated to bike riders everywhere!