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Gaining speed, the colors blur. Desks and lights swimming, creating a new reality. Watercolors blending, rivers merging. Until you're faceless. Spinning, swirling, spiraling. Faster and faster. Winds rushing, hair flowing. Until you're nameless. I'll have to stop eventually. Let the top fall. But until then I'll keep turning. Until I'm free.
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Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 7:20 PM UTC
Teacups
Gaining speed, the colors blur. Desks and lights swimming, creating a new reality. Watercolors blending, rivers merging. Until you're faceless. Spinning, swirling, spiraling. Faster and faster. Winds rushing, hair flowing. Until you're nameless. I'll have to stop eventually. Let the top fall. But until then I'll keep turning. Until I'm free.
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Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 7:20 PM UTC
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