A fine gentleman seated at the bench
Hearing the birds chirping
Beside him there's a worker
Painting a new building
Both men are in the same park
Yet they don't experience the same
One is in need of bread for his reasons
The other is energetic as a person who just ate
Not far away from the situation
There's a man playing with a child
The child looks so happy
And the man not so much
There are reasons why we go to parks
Reasons vary from person to person
And as we reach our limit in that place
I hope we all sought what we were seeking
May 28
May 28, 2026 at 6:34 AM UTC
A fine gentleman seated at the bench
Hearing the birds chirping
Beside him there's a worker
Painting a new building
Both men are in the same park
Yet they don't experience the same
One is in need of bread for his reasons
The other is energetic as a person who just ate
Not far away from the situation
There's a man playing with a child
The child looks so happy
And the man not so much
There are reasons why we go to parks
Reasons vary from person to person
And as we reach our limit in that place
I hope we all sought what we were seeking
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