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I stood in the middle while you did what you're good at. once that became tedious, I tried to move. I wanted to run.whirl whirl whirl around. Love sick to say the least.
Passion beneath my feet refusing to let me go.
And still you whirled. And still I stood. stand
Quick sand I would have preferred, but this is your dream, not mine
swirl whirl swirl swirl. I guess I'm in love
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