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the carnival is full of people laughing, screaming, riding mechanical animals flashes of colored light beam across the night sky smells fill the air dust rises and falls along the pathways |
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a small boy stops and bends down to look at the feet of passing people
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| his head turns sideways as |
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he imagines the world turning on it's side
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direction is lost
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chaos is invited in
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a young carnival worker glances at
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the gilded, sparkling girls walking by
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his senses made weak by the smell of their perfume
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he spins the riders one more time as they cheer, a moment to enjoy
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the marvelous sites around him
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