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8:47 PM, Monday night, taking a stroll in the park
Feeling a little dizzy, maybe it’s the street lights too bright
People walking all around, the park is quiet though no one around, no one to judge, no one to disturb, no one at all
The swings will be fun, used to swing in school during recess.
The swing is soft
Push, go back, push, go back, push, use the body, gain momentum.
FLYING too high.
Music from the earplugs seems to be everywhere, wind blowing through every strand of my hair.
Sing out loud, something stops that feeling, well
Darkness all around.
Empty. It’s all gone, for now; it will be back.
Who’s voice is this? MINE?
Swing going too high, time to stop!
