Empty Swings

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Empty swings

On an abandoned playground,

Seems normal of things,

When the rain starts to fall.

Those swings haven’t moved

Except by the wind;

No children sit on them

To be pushed by a friend.

No child slides down

That great, tall slide.

No child will play

In this park so wide.

Something has happened,

These swings are still empty;

On this old, abandoned playground

Where no child will play.

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