youtu.be/tMO7qRBMJrU Round like a circle in a spiral like a wheel within a wheel never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel. Like a snowball down a mountain or a carnival balloon like a carousel thats turning running rings around the moon. Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face and the world is like an apple whirling silently in space. Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind. Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone. Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream. Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face and the world is like an apple whirling silently in space. Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind. Keys that jingle in your pocket words that jangle in your head why did summer go so quickly? was it something that you said? Lovers walking along the shore leave their footprints in the sand. Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand. Pictures hanging in a hallway and a fragment of a song half remembered names and faces but to whom do they belong? When you knew that it was over in the autumn of goodbyes for a moment you could not recall the colour of his eyes. Like a circle in a spiral like a wheel within a wheel never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel. As the images unwind like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind.
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