Carousel - Destinie Rodriguez-Lopez
We flew high, above the rest. We tried hard - we did our best. Yet, we never could get away. It was like we both rode on a carousel in a deserted park. We were forever alone, forever stuck on the ride that never went anywhere. Around and around, over and over, yet neither of us had the guts to jump off. I guess that's where we're alike at. We both fear the other rides.
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