Wheel of Fortune
Wheel of Fortune
Myself, rising into the sky,
Then bowing to the earth
with a deep bow.
Flying to the top with joy
Then coming down
with a trembling fear.
I look at the wheel of fortune
Time flies so fast. Too fast.
With my life swirling in it.
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