Twisting pathways, hands hanging through the branches,

Swaying breeze pushes past,

While birds sing high above,

Melodies wash over me,

Dancing in the meadows,

High on atmosphere,

Adrenaline pumping through my veins,

Invigorated, hydro planning fast,

On the airwaves of life,

Listening to the fast beat,

As the radio buzzes away,

Song after song,

Melody pushes worries away,

On the highline of life,

That mystic breeze that frees me,

My soul, and my life!

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