always, there was
this elder-brotherly
hand, light,
on the back of the
seat, assuring me
that gravity
wouldn't
get me yet
That phantom
clasp
still assures me
on subsequent
rides,
that there is no reason
to be afraid of
new things,
each experience,
another, first,
bicycle ride...
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