The scraping of my board on the sidewalk,
The rustling of leaves in the air.
The pounding of my foot on the pavement,
The wind whipping through my hair.
I skid to a stop at the top of the hill,
There's one thing in my head
I dare.
I Dare
The scraping of my board on the sidewalk,
The rustling of leaves in the air.
The pounding of my foot on the pavement,
The wind whipping through my hair.
I skid to a stop at the top of the hill,
There's one thing in my head
I dare.
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