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- BY: WANG FANGJIE EDITED BY: OH QI EN
- Dec 13, 2016
- 1 min read
Wooden, brown horses Spinning around in circles It takes you high, then it takes you low. Red, blue and green Everything is in a daze and when you spin, Your eyes close as though it were a dream. Source: http://moonlightcontrast.deviantart.com/art/A-Carousel-
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The world is a blur to you but They see you crystal clear Riding the ride of your life but All things slow down, and stop with time. You step down and you smile A ride that flips you upside down From the cradle to the coffin,
Life is a gamble with the wind. Life is a gamble with the wind.
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