Quiet at the park
Quiet, is it too much to ask for. All I want to do is go outside and just listen to the word around me. That is all I want to do. I look around what do I see? I see fresh green grass under my feet. I look around what do I smell? I smell fresh bread out of the oven. I look around how do I feel? I feel upset for some reason, but I don't know why. Quiet at last quite for a while, I think I think we can stay for a while.
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