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My Grandpa picked me up from the house to go biking. I haven’t done it in a very long time.

I got my bike to go onto the lake path and I put my bike on the asphalt ground. I hopped on and it felt familiar to me again.

We rode just the two of us, wind in my face. I’m alive — it felt so good.

We went around the lake one time but it felt like seconds. I felt so proud.

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