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Feel this

Spinning, winding, wild thoughts swirling around in my head
Staring off the edge
Watching the sun sink in the sky
Feeling this sink in my heart
Will you finish your promise to me
What did you mean
These thoughts fill my head
My head whirls
The sun gets lower
Lower
Lower
Tie these loose ends of my thoughts
The threads are flying in the wind

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