Have you walked alone
in the rain in June,
bike on your shoulder
both tires flat,
and been glad of no-traffic
on the rutty old road,
of no supper-to-get-cold
of no friends on-the-other-end
to worry-where-is-he
or eat-without-you
and call you “late?”

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