Flat Spins
Grow strong but remember your roots,
explore the world yet seek what is still.
Moment to moment find what suits.
When we let go and tumble downhill,
those hard rolls ignite that inner core.
Nurturing soil brings a spiritual refill.
With just one taste left wanting more,
mastering rules bosses stacks wins.
Don’t aim simply to even the score.
Fly a little bit higher lifted by flat-spins,
embrace the past as you shed old skins.
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