Spinning Around
Unfolding our hands, we are revolving around own axis
On the grass, not on the concrete!
Shouting the most clever kids
Loosing the ground under feet
Only clouds can stop us,
That we are not thrown into Space
Hard to lift ten kilos boulder never ever existed
The same like someone nausea
Now I know how it is, playing around of being drunk
Almost like an adult to lie on the grass
With throbbing heart
Happy
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