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Confound by the feeling
of constant spinning, as
man made wheel
found himself
Spinning, turning, spinning, spinning
found himself
nowhere, where he started
never going ahead
but never looking back
Just spinning, turning, spinning, spinning
Beastly and hardy they are
the man made bullets
faster than his eyes
that crossed to look at each other, dizzy
Spinning, turning, spinning, spinning
And you fall -
to live...
 Spinning, turning, spinning, spinning


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