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Sitting on the swingsBoth of usTwo bashful adultsUnder the moonlightTwas a full moonAs we look atEach other’s eyesIn the playgroundLike two kidsOn the swingsWe shoutedWe laughedAs sadness showsAgain on my faceHe stood up andTook my swing’s chainLike a lost fatherHe drove my swingBack and forthMaking me speechlessFor a momentI felt so much joyI felt like a childAgainA child in meThe person I wasThat’s gone missingFor twenty years longI felt like cryingAs he held my headAnd touched my hairFor the child in me That was in chainHas suddenly been set free….
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