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down the hill
down the hill

Down the hill, me and my cycle in peaceful harmony
Chilling, savor the movement's gentle rhythm
We are birds who soar, free and untethered
Now moving independently, our spirits unfurled
We breathe in the air, with every breath a choice
The pressure of air rises high, but we
find joy in the release
We won't settle for being trapped again, our freedom to reclaim
Chilling air can't freeze our spirits, for we're free to roam

Paddling, paddling, we're stuck in fear's tight grip
But again, we gain confidence and start anew, our journey down the hill

Every step demands caution, every moment adjusted with care
Balancing our posture, we navigate the winding path with ease
We won't let fear take flight, we'll face it head-on and be free
Let fear out of our minds, let's just enjoy the ride
Be present in this moment, don't let doubts cloud our sight
It will become nice, that's what I do, as I ride down the hill with a fresh and cool mind
© yup