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I see the bright lights go round and round,
And the painted horses go up and down.
The mall is filled with people from town.
 
Kids change to a smile from a frown
When they ride the golden merry-go-round.
Memories of my childhood are found,
When I listen is the music so loud. It stops.
 
Reality finds me again, when my son’s
Feet land touching the ground, safe and sound.
 
 
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