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thoughts up!
soars a sad one
go down up a happy thought down
and at intervals and
random down...
thoughts up!
soars a sad one
go down up a happy thought down
and at intervals and
random down...
I’ve never enjoyed the feeling of being sick to your stomach on a fair ride. Maybe I just don’t have the iron-willed intestines that all of my friends seem to have, because I get sick from going on the teacups at a normal speed.
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