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We can always look like were going forward, but actually we’re merely returning to where we once started. That’s how it felt like with you.
” Round and round, like a horse on a carousel we go. Will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know. Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I, feel like I’m glued on tight to this carousel.” – Carousel, Melanie Martinez