the ferris wheel
spins
round
and round.
we're at the top,
we're at the bottom.
we can see so
far,
so high above
the ground.
we point
and say look there.
look
here.
everything is so
small,
so distant,
our perspective
from this height
has changed the way
we think,
what point is there
in fear.
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