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The Park

Sitting in the park where the mind is
free,
The grass,the swing and the tall oak
tree.
A breeze comes thru as the crickets
chirp,
Romancing to the tune of a sparrow
burp.
The park is where little kids
play,
A poet can go to express his words for a
day.
Sitting in the park where the green grass
grows.
Lost in thought as the soft wind
blows.
If only life could be this relaxing every
day,
Living on earth wouldn't be a stressful
stay.


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