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Jan 2013
Swings, cars, a dog's bark,
I've been here the playground,
the one familiar place outside my school,
but it's not here,
just a memory.

I've been there this playground,
deep in my memory,
waiting to be forgotten,
but nostalgia remains forever.
Wei-Qi Ooi
Written by
Wei-Qi Ooi  America
(America)   
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