Answer: Up down high bump as the wind feels like silk on my skin.
Then as i hear the screams it feel as if my ears microphones.
Wishing i could return to home my seat feels like rocks
It smells as if i was waiting on a bording dock.
As i try to breath a bit my breath feels like the artic ice.
I'd wather play a game with dice, as my fears wash away.
for once I start to smile my joy feels like its the sun.
As my mind returns to my own world i realise we are done.
Next ride the zero of the gravity will i be high as the sky? birds feeling like marbles.
Will i feel like acid? hoping this is not the case as I try to race to the line.
I get there just in time on the ride im feeling wather placid wow why?
Explanation: u have one more stanza you can do it
