Roller-Coaster

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We are thrown back into my seat,
The chain starts to pull,
The higher we go the more we deplete,
All the seats are full.
We Reach the summit and look straight down,
My soul wants to soar,
I gaze afar and notice a town,
This feeling I adore.
The coaster drops, hands hold tight,
The wind blows back my hair,
People scream, my senses ignite,
I take a breath of air.
We finish the ride and I stay in my cart,
I can barely contain myself,
I wait and wait for the ride to depart,
The cycle repeats itself.





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