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I wish you were here with me
We could ride our bikes and be free
Let my hair look at me
With the breeze that smells like cheese
You ride your bike
And your hair moves in the breeze
It’s in the air you breathe
She sighs alive
And the joy breaks all the reverie
It’s plain to see
You smile at me
And your sideways grin I live within
Absolves my sin
She sighs
And it’s plain to see
That you and I
Have come through fire
That burns
These painful memories
And she rides
And she rides
She Rides
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