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Thoughts roll around inside my head
forever churning and turning
like a compost pile for a garden's spread


I miss so many things about writing
those things now long gone
part of my history


Silly lyrics that express a form of emotion
when did this carousel stop turning
and who ate all the cotton candy


There are so many things I wish I could say
over coffee just making small talk about fairs and such
but I do not trust my friends to care


I try to remain loyal to all I know that remains a stone
even though stones do not talk or express emotion
my life is like the sands of the sea


I think next time I shall ride a seahorse
looking into the bright mirrors with candy apple smiles
but I know I will never go to a fair again sand is now, my life

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