Long ago I entered slow,
Plenty time for me to grow,
Far above I started round,
Circling to down below.
At the top I had no bound,
Being far up from the ground,
Feeling now with my descent,
T ’was a faster speed I found.
Round and down I further went,
Something now it would prevent,
Downward sloping, thus remained,
Not a way for an ascent.
Down...
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