The Abandoned Playground
Laughter ringing in the air
As children run around without a care
Swinging on the monkey bars
Playing pretend under the stars
Swinging through the night sky
Not wanting to say goodbye
Now the swings sit still
Memories of the past linger with a chill
Long abandoned is this playground
The wind whistles a nostalgic sound
Of the laughter that would ring in the air
As children ran around without a care
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