When i was a little girl, i liked to spin. Arms out to the side like airplane wings- I closed my eyes and with mini mincy little-two-step-stamping of ants in stilleto's, I spun. First one way- mince mince mince- then the next way- spin spin spin- no suger was made but that was okay. Some times i fell down. Always, i exhilerated in watching the earth spin around me- I was at the epicenter of the action- I made the world go round.
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