The bike
The abandoned, rusty bike leaning on the stump.
The bike lays frozen in time unable to complete its journey.
Motionless ,left crumbling to its despair.
Sinking in the depths of despair as the mud devours every last inch.
Worn and broken deflated tyres incapable of use anymore.
Flashlight eyes longing and seeking for the unknown once more.
Snapped rusty chains ungiving and undesiring left to rot and seize up.
Once a child’s prized position, now a forgotten relic.
Slipping away, hiding memories of a little girl close to its heart.
Its handlebars reach out like hands.
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