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'Round and 'round-

and 'round we go.

Space rotation,

steady, slow.



Is it life that's dizzing,

like a fast carousel?

Or is this pirouette planet,

causing the spell?



Would we feel the movement,

if all stood still-

at the very same moment,

till motion was nill?



Would time stop too,

waiting for us, just ahead,

until we catch up

and the rotation is sped?



Would things be lost,

that we could have done?

Would it affect the schedual,

of moon and sun?



We'll never know,

cause the world's not in sync.

So we'll go 'round and 'round,

while we cling to it's brink.