will you make me a world
where i can curl and unfurl
of my own accord
will you find me a park
with a see-saw that goes around
for i have lived in circles
sometimes spinning
sometimes off on a tangent
but whatever
i'm always back to square one
will you be there
waiting in the wings
when i land
will you keep me from crashing
will you keep me from smashing
fragments and tiny bits
jigsaw me
picture me
relent
come on now
make that dent
for cutting edge is cool
but razor sharp is cooler still
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