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Apr 2015
Falling slowly,
hands held tightly
spinning spinning
round and round

Easy turning
whirling, yearning
please don't let
me down

Quickly hiding,
worlds colliding
I can not
confess

Driving sweetly
incompletely
I am under
duress
Charlotte Emma Lewis
Written by
Charlotte Emma Lewis  Boston
(Boston)   
891
   --- and Sjr1000
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