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A Swing

I wish I can swing all life long…
I wish I can swing my thoughts and pain…
I wish the swing will hear me and say, “Hey! Come let me swing you to ease you and your pains
Lemme swing you… and take you up to the twinkle little stars.
Come sit on me make a wish and I promise to fulfill it.”
But oops! She is day dreaming.
The smiling days of unsadable years…
Are here… Would I really make it?
Can’t I be like those years?
Where when I trip and fall someone will rush to help me..
Where I ask questions and they are being answered
Am I the only one that feels suffocated?
Am I the only one that feels like finding a time machine to go back to the 80s…

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