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by Talie   Jan 27, 2011


And in this vortex we were crashing
Twisting bodies - limbs were thrashing
Tears were splashing - eyes rolling upwards
Grasping blindly. Mouths are gaping,
Tongue is gasping. Teeth were gnashing, fingers
Clawing desperately flashing! Palms of a brilliant
Fright were dashing all a sunny blue.

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