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The Girl on a Swing.

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To and fro I swing,
The wind blowing gently on my face.
The sky is a shade of orange,
I’ve waited like this everyday, for countless days.
A black car parks beside the playground,
It’s time to go home.
 
A Daily Post Prompt.
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