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Feel myself falling to the ground
Solitary silence there's no sound
Open my eyes and look around
Colors and concepts that confound all around

Pick myself up and take the air
The fragrance of children everywhere
Slowly absorbed into my square
Debating what is and isn't there, who cares?

You wait until your time comes round again

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