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Spin It's a cruel game he's playing. I take small unsure steps on no path in particular and he reaches down with his god-like hands and spins me like a top- and I wobble- spinning around in circles- never knowing where I may stop this time- never knowing which direction I'll be pointing in when the friction finally overpowers my spin. And when that time comes I take a few more dizzy steps in another direction, relentless in my determination to get somewhere, although I have no idea where. Anywhere but here. And then he spins me again- And I swear I hear him laughing, pleased with his game as I spin off on another random path to nowhere.
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