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A poem I wrote in February 1999. Photos by myself.

Freedom

High

Riding

Catch the wave

Green room opening

Maximum pleasure

Close out happens

Once again

Wipeout

Life (Shit)

Chorus

Sun burns on my back

Waves splash in my face

Sand is in my pants

I don't give a shit

On

Kick-start

Throttle wide

Hit the highway

Maximum pleasure

Corner too fast

Hit the dirt

Smashed up

Life (Shit)

Chorus

Riding down the highway

Cool wind in my hair

Tears whipped from my eyes

I don’t give a shit