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simple swing sunlight glinting off tiny sparkling feet the pure joy of wind and speed rushed and slipping by through the hot summer days. streams of shadows play and splash around the busy feet, the small bodies jump and swoop up and around the flat cushion ground. memories are made here, with mom just an arm’s length away - and then - woosh! soaring again, mouth with six new teeth shouting in pure moment and monuments of love and fun cement themselves in this flashbulb second: imagine it with me, I’ve taken you there: a girl in a pink dress, the fluffs of her curls just emerging from her soft head and wide brown eyes, her smile suspended in the air as she floats slowly forward her mom, her source of love, arms tan and strong that have held her and kissed her tears away, outstreched to meet the red plastic swing to push again, to push again, and her daughter enjoys this almost-flight. she never wants it to end.
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
Cara
simple swing sunlight glinting off tiny sparkling feet the pure joy of wind and speed rushed and slipping by through the hot summer days. streams of shadows play and splash around the busy feet, the small bodies jump and swoop up and around the flat cushion ground. memories are made here, with mom just an arm’s length away - and then - woosh! soaring again, mouth with six new teeth shouting in pure moment and monuments of love and fun cement themselves in this flashbulb second: imagine it with me, I’ve taken you there: a girl in a pink dress, the fluffs of her curls just emerging from her soft head and wide brown eyes, her smile suspended in the air as she floats slowly forward her mom, her source of love, arms tan and strong that have held her and kissed her tears away, outstreched to meet the red plastic swing to push again, to push again, and her daughter enjoys this almost-flight. she never wants it to end.
Alanallama
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
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