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Everything is going around
Its the same every few seconds
nothing new
always the same.

Im still as the wind
or maybe not so

Maybe its what i wish to be
To be as free as the wind

No chains to be held down by.

Things dont repeat themselves when your free

Maybe when im free I can stop spinning,
in this topsy tervie place I am suppose to call home
when its anything but

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Vary,vary,Good,Cynthia ..............

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