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kid i don’t know

i know where you died. it is my favorite park. on the new year i sat there. in a tree. right above where you may have played. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā and waited for the year to change. now i am older. and i sit in metal boxes. and wait to get […]