Thin
Out there
In the thin
Air
Green and red
On a carnival wheel
That spins you
Round.
Passing in and out of terror
It ceases to be discernible
From ecstasy
You arrive in the moment
In a mist
of un-forgetting
Finally
You are still here
Attention being called
Elsewhere
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