One. by Jocelyn Sharp

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Apr 2014

One.

You are on a carousel in my mind.
I don’t know when you got on the ride;
I don’t know how you got on the ride.

All I’m dying to know is when you’re finally going to get off the ride.

Written by

Jocelyn Sharp Canada.

(Canada.)

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