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joyriding (Free verse) by Bill Z Bub Nobody takes you anywhere.
You take them.
for a ride
in unknown hard climes
(sarcasm aside)
dragging confidence
on the backroads,
unpaved and windswept.
Your skeptical smile
once brought down religion
in mornings first classes
fomenting rebellion
behind bulletproof glasses.
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