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The place where we first met,
the playground is rusted now,
the silly faces we made for pictures,
is now slowly fading,
the letters we passed around,
are nowhere to be seen,
the trees we climbed and fell from,
have been cut down,
unlike our relation,
which just grew stronger,
as the time pass....!

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