I spin and spin

December 27, 2010
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My father and I come to a carousel
Its bright and vivid against the dull wintry backround
He smiles tells me to pick anyone
I pick a a black horse with a fierce face
I ride and ride shouting Papa papa look at me
He smiles
I spin and spin forever
faster and faster
the colors around me blur
then it stops its still
my fathers gone and im alone
I awake
My head spins and spins
My father is gone
He left me
Long ago
in that park
I rode and rode
and spinned and spinned
Till someone found me
but I was never really lost just left

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