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I walked on the road and then I saw something that was never there before. I started
counting its round foot and there was two; and then I looked for its head, but there was
none. The body is long and toned; it is big but I’m bigger than it. It used to be warm and
vivid but now it became colder than Christmas and paler than white. The wind harshly
pushes it down but it’s never a success. Some often passed by it and looked but us we
always passed by it and prayed. Before it only have an unstable shed, a piece of candle
and a pack of nuts. Now it has a stable shed, pieces of candles and a pack of its
owners’ favorites. It is hard, nothing can break it but someone can trash it. It has a
family in both living and the dead. It didn’t creep me off but it made me weep. It will only
start existing once someone gets extinct.

- Title: Ghost Bike
- Artist: Laechryma
- Description: in memory of my late brother
- Date: 09/12/2025
- Tags: ghost bike
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