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Apr 2010
Spin.
Faster, faster.
Don't stop yet.
Just keep spinning.
Fall.
The little white sparkles
In the sky
Spin in a magical light show.
He takes me by the hand
But what he doesn't see
Is he takes me by the heart.
Star spinning he calls it.
Me,
I call it,
Falling faster and faster
for the boy of my dreams.
A boy,
Who sends me spinning
In a whirlwind of emotions
allowing me to completely
break free.
Only,
he will never know,
what he truly does
to me.
Written by
Anna Thorpe
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