Days are reeling like clocking 150 miles on a bike,
I am clinging for balance, hovering around the mast.
Not wishing to holler to deafness right now,
yet a blithe soul,with some profoundness.
A strange interest beckons like a incognito puzzle,
with a quizzical sneer at its face.
I accede without a tinge of resentment,
for, a little whirl is worth a try !
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