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No place to land
Why can I not understand that roller coaster that runs thru my vains..
Like a deadly thunderstorm raceing me down a road of acefault..
A serge here of such anger, pain and rage..
A serge of happiness,joy,and freedom..
Then all gets let go..
Up and down the hill everything goes..
Round and round like the tornado that never stops..
That will never find a place to land..
