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Upon a steel steed, she rides the open road.
3D Render by pr409434Upon a steel steed, she rides the open road,
A rebel spirit, in freedom bestowed.
A Dark Angel, she flies with the wind,
Defying the rules society has pinned.
In the realm of Easy Rider, she belongs,
A woman free, with a heart that throngs.
American Country Folk, her anthem's hum,
A melody of freedom, a beat to strum.
Through octameter and the dance of rhyme,
She breaks through chains of conventional time.
Newton's laws, she defies with a grin,
On her motorcycle, a rebel within.
Easy rider, in the moonlight's glow,
She navigates life, where shadows grow.
Between the gates of heaven and hell,
A life of choices, she knows so well.
Is she an angel or a devil in flight?
In the darkness, she finds her own light.
A mistress of the road, with a wild heart,
Tearing through boundaries, tearing apart.
With each twist of the throttle, a surge of power,
Defying gravity, in this enchanted hour.
Through twists and turns, life's winding track,
She leaves a trail, no turning back.
Dark Angel, feminist on the ride,
In her presence, conformity can't hide.
A life too short, but intensely lived,
Between heaven and hell, her spirit forged.
In the American Country Folk's sweet song,
She finds her solace, where she belongs.
A symphony of rebellion, a roar of the bike,
Into the moonlit horizon, she disappears from sight.
A rebel spirit, in freedom bestowed.
A Dark Angel, she flies with the wind,
Defying the rules society has pinned.
In the realm of Easy Rider, she belongs,
A woman free, with a heart that throngs.
American Country Folk, her anthem's hum,
A melody of freedom, a beat to strum.
Through octameter and the dance of rhyme,
She breaks through chains of conventional time.
Newton's laws, she defies with a grin,
On her motorcycle, a rebel within.
Easy rider, in the moonlight's glow,
She navigates life, where shadows grow.
Between the gates of heaven and hell,
A life of choices, she knows so well.
Is she an angel or a devil in flight?
In the darkness, she finds her own light.
A mistress of the road, with a wild heart,
Tearing through boundaries, tearing apart.
With each twist of the throttle, a surge of power,
Defying gravity, in this enchanted hour.
Through twists and turns, life's winding track,
She leaves a trail, no turning back.
Dark Angel, feminist on the ride,
In her presence, conformity can't hide.
A life too short, but intensely lived,
Between heaven and hell, her spirit forged.
In the American Country Folk's sweet song,
She finds her solace, where she belongs.
A symphony of rebellion, a roar of the bike,
Into the moonlit horizon, she disappears from sight.
Upon a steel steed, she rides the open road.
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