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  • This hand... cold as it is... was once a small childish hand playing in a warm, cheerful park. Never worried...never bothered. This park was her safe haven in her neighborhood where she laughed and played. Her fun on the swings...her hiding place under the slide. Everything was an adventure. Never worried... never bothered. As she grew up, she slowly stopped coming to her safe haven... distracted with That little girl, now in high school, finally comes back to her safe haven, wishing to throw away her troubles...she hears the laugher...sees the smiles...and once again.. she's never worried...never bothered.
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