Circle.
Around.
Around.
Around again.
Sun.
Sun up.
Sun down.
The world spins around,
Around, around again.
We hope for better as we live
In the good, calling it average.
We search for something.
Something to entertain,
Make us laugh, cry, hope,
Believe.
Believe in something,
Something great.
Because we live in the average,
And are always reaching for
Something,
Something better.
The great is within reach.
We see it.
Everyday without
Fail, we see it.
The sun always
Brings us light.
The world is always spinning
And our minds spin with it.
There is always something to believe in.
Always a hope because
Everyday around,
Around,
Around again the earth spins.
For no reason,
she spins.
And the sun returns.
Sun up.
Sun down.
Life is a circle.
The hopes and dreams continue, forever
Because life is a circle and there
Is always something.
Something
To believe in.
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