Leaving The Center, I Entered.

As for me, there is a large circle where each friend is waiting. Being level, it becomes too the eye. The spiral shellfish linear the whole story winding around you, is my wheel. As for the axle and as for that, when it comes appearing too all in the end both the eye held out each hand it then catches one with the sky and the palm. When I was born and pulled from the center, helping me, leave it, you/I entered. I am time again from the opposite end. Leaving the center, I entered. ........................... I lie on a great circle of friends. Spiraling flat white spoked-wheel. The axle comes out at both ends It hangs on the sky, plain the eye. I entered, I was pulled to the center. I fell out of the other side.I entered.