Life used to rock me like a baby carriage, sweet scents of lilac and vaporub, surrounded me in a blanket of love and endearing softness...seemingly everlasting Life, now drags me along like a lost puppy dog, I follow. Rough hands dig into my arm and I am whisked away into a land of swirling mystery and pleasures unknown. We slide down side streets, and speed on open highways and swim through icy lakes. Like a malfunctioned roller coaster... We fly. I never want to stop.Birth sign: Aries
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