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Biking is my only Medecine for me Fast through the cold wind I can't even feel my fingers about to fall off When I bike I'm in the present There's no past there's no future Just keep on biking Go fast Gliding with the wind I just wanna bike away
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Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 2:16 PM UTC
October biking
Biking is my only Medecine for me Fast through the cold wind I can't even feel my fingers about to fall off When I bike I'm in the present There's no past there's no future Just keep on biking Go fast Gliding with the wind I just wanna bike away
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Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 2:16 PM UTC
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