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Mar 2010
i sat in the park one fine sunny day
watching all the children as they began to play
swinging on a rope hanging from a tree
swinging in the air feeling very free
up down the slide. sliding from the top
sliding to the bottom hoping they would stop
it brought back my memories when i was just the same
when i was very young and life was just a game
i watched them for while as happy as can be
having lots of fun just the same as me
Written by
william worthless
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