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the park. (original)

“bees in the sky,

butterflies seem to fly.

wind in my hair,

as i smell the fresh air.

this seems like fun,

besides the scalding sun.

i wish i can stay until dark,

as i live my adventures in the park.”

-nida a. (circa 2013)

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