When I feel life's pressure on me
I jump on my bike to really be free
No worries or cares
just the wind blowing through my hair
On a road that never ends
just me and my friend.
Nice poem Ony, my escape is my bike, now I have room for one more, hint-hint.
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When I feel life's pressure on me I jump on my bike to really be free No worries or cares just the wind blowing through my hair On a road that never ends just me and my friend. Nice poem Ony, my escape is my bike, now I have room for one more, hint-hint.