The Ride

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The Ride

The winds of change are violent,
Raging beyond time
There’s a hurricane on Jupiter,
And one inside my mind,

Down in the diamond caverns
The darkness seeps inside,
The workers search and find them,
But never see them shine,

I found her love on Haight Street,
I caught her with one eye,
I yelled,
“Have you solved the mystery?”
She said, “Just enjoy the ride”.

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