Riding my bike
The wind in my face
Peace in my heart
Riding my bike
The freedom to go
Rather by myself or with friends
Riding my bike always gives me a grin
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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