I always liked to ride the bus and train –
it gave me time in movement but alone,
without the need to drive or to maintain
a vehicle, the schedule foreknown.
My solo transits were my private zone,
where I could read and write and shift my gears.
I ride again, amid diminished fears.

(Rhyme Royal)

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