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Wild one doesn't calm down
Has a mind that runs around
Those circles turning in this head
Are grasped to hear the tune there said

Or I'd go crazy
Die and push up the daisy's
I have to communicate
Or I will hate

My wealth
My history
Feel it's over for me

When it's not
Womanchild just being caught
Up in writing about the circles that roll
Out as words in the poetry of my soul...

7/3/2006 1805 cj

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