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carouselIt’s a new day,
As promised.

And I ask myself,
Will it be the one?

Forever I ride,
Life’s merry-go-round.

Round and round,
Perpetual motion.

The brass ring beckons,
Shiny … bright.

Times ticking by,
And the new day fades.

I struggle,
I reach.

Shall today be the day,
I finally grasp it?

~D

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