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Brothers In The Wind
Rolling south on ninety five after saying my goodbyes haunted by old memories wishing he was still alive But he lives in my heart he's heavy on my mind and I can feel him with me as I ride My brothers in the wind his spirits riding free and I can hear him calling me Someday soon I know we'll ride together again yeah we'll always be Brothers In The Wind.
I have written this and I would love to see it posted with your Biker Poetry, it's a tribute to those who have gone before. Red
Barry Williams copyright 2007
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