When stretched out full around,
a ferris wheel and though my head throbs full
though feeling it should not.
If in thy hand's
the straining neck is true to you and blue.
And peaks up to the sky.
On either side,
veins like vines and eye is bulging out.
Could I be not ever more than I once was,
as I once then,
when I was I young and full and more stretched out.
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