She's no showboat. In fact this is the cleanest she's been for a while. But we look after each other. What goes around, comes around - especially on a motorcycle. More dependible than most other things in my life of late. A time machine, a space machine. She takes me far away and looks after me and only asks for respect and reaonsable affection in return. Fickle, dangerous, but uncomplicated. Why can't people be so straightforward?
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