02.01.2026 Anne-Lise Andresen Copyright © All Rights Reserved
A feeling that the room is spinning especially with specific head movements Bout of dizziness don't look up, down or to the side - just straight ahead I loved carousels when I was a kid One step, one goal grab a door frame or a chair Vertigo... hits the labyrinth in the inner ear My crystals ran wild finally the diamonds are where they should be I don't like carousels anymore
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