The need
The hunger
To be free
To loss all bonds
To get on my bike
and ride
Rolling down the
highway
With the wind in my
hair
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Have an idea Have a plan The wheels in your mind turning and churning Work with your idea Turn it into something fantastic
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