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Dec 2016
Run faster, laugh louder
If you keep the carousel spinning,
They won't see the paint is chipping and that the pretty white horses are seconds from falling out of place.

Faster, faster

Until everything twirls apart into space

Faster, faster

To dust, to nothing, I will go
Amethyst Fyre
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