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Ferris Wheel
Empty Chair.
The Candles Glow About This Place.
If Only I Had My Other Mind,
None Of This Would Be The Same.
Like An Empty Fair,
Where All The Rides Look The Same.
But I’ll Go Anyways.
Go Outside My Eyes.
Empty Stare.
But Won’t Stay Caught For Long.
Catch Me If I Breath. Catch Me If I Breath.
Every Night I Corner My Back.
Quick Glimpse And We Feel Time.
Like An Empty Fair,
Where ...
Friday 17th May 2019 4:50 pm
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