Night-ride

Night-ride,
On my bike
Like a Nazgul
I swept through.
 
As the cars
Drove past
My shadow grew
From small to vast,
 
And then to none,
Once again,
A nothing,
Silent,
Vanishéd
 
(But for the sound of my bike-wheels’ burr.
Should buy some lights, I’d be safer).
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