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Creak, creak, creak, creak Feet they swing hair flies free How much higher than you am I we swing we talk we laugh we dream Creak, creak, creak freak stronger of soul stronger of mind stronger of voice are you than I shielding me from worlds beyond you scold you console you laugh I dream creak, creak, creak break how long is the silence the intermission the end What does it mean to be a friend you look I look we work lost dreams creak, creak, creak creak How long since childhood days Are the swings still there Do the winds still caress running through young hair foundations rust chains break fingers slip I fall --
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