Looking both ways deep within
Misleading in a twirl
To the sound of soft distortion
That struggles to unfurl
No one can say in truth which way
Whoever ran the gauntlet
Insanely spinning tearfully
A crazy twirling silhouette
Trapped inside a rolling river stream
Losing sight of which way next
No chance to find the other side
Not sink below and die perplexed
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