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Mobile

 

Watching the mobile turn is jolting.​

It has nowhere but around. A circle .

It glides the air as if alive. A child.

A Child loves the noise and movement but the child does not stop it.

 

I am a child. Near a mobile.​​

It spins around. While I gaze in amazement.

But I cannot stop it. 

Time is unreal . Man made.

It has no effect. Just an Illusion.

 

 

 

 

 
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Samifitz23
<p align="center">Capsule.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</p><p>Buried below ,during a time, that I know seems fairly ancient.</p><p>It seems so far away because ,it is so far away because ,it&#39;s probably astringent.</p><p>A note , some hair, a doll ,a box.</p><p>Made by a novice who talked a lot.</p><p>Bangs she wore with a&nbsp; toe sock allure. The elementary boys didn&#39;t seem to care.</p><p>But that girl wore her headbands with pride as she lifted her plaid skirts up private stair.</p><p>Sleeping in class , Talking in class, Drawing in class, but learning never fully there.</p><p>But she was good, in all her novice ways, her cares where far from her rooms.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Never thinking about the importance of her mystical pain and gloom.</p><p>Her fantasy&#39;s included other beings from planets far away.</p><p>She thought that she would join them and then one day stay.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her kittens kept her company throughout the moving winter.</p><p>Oh that girl so young and fair. She thought she had the world, and that fairies &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; where really there.</p><p>Don&#39;t grow up little girl, keep dreaming and flying. Climbing trees, fighting bears, and extreme mountain climbing.</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</p>

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