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Aug 2
So we start this ride again I guess
Go round and round and round
Try to get off this carosel
The exit can't be found

Spin in circles in my head
Down then up by memories
If only I were able to live in one
Somehow make time freeze

Fly in rotations
Undulating
Dozens of feet above the earth
Without anything to hold today
What are these holograms worth?
I feel so low right now
Amanda Kay Burke
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Amanda Kay Burke  26/F/Alaska
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