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faded backboard frayed net kissed gently by only the breeze a rusty bell married to cobwebs faint chalk marks left by two ghosts who never quite finished their game wooden swing set stained green cracked, splintering weeds abusing the low swings a dead christmas tree begging to be set into flames a little charred chair chipped paint remnants of a couple little girls floating off away one thick, steel chair set on the outside watching time tick and the world grow, fade, die and grow again
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Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 5:15 PM UTC
The End
faded backboard frayed net kissed gently by only the breeze a rusty bell married to cobwebs faint chalk marks left by two ghosts who never quite finished their game wooden swing set stained green cracked, splintering weeds abusing the low swings a dead christmas tree begging to be set into flames a little charred chair chipped paint remnants of a couple little girls floating off away one thick, steel chair set on the outside watching time tick and the world grow, fade, die and grow again
#theend#past#time#death#memories
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Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 5:15 PM UTC
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