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It was long time ago
When I pushed you on swing
You waited for those magical
words
Silent seasons passed in
succession
I wish I could have etched in
tree trunk
Four-letter word between I and
you
You soared high in the sky
While I remained hesitant
I wish I could have held tight
Your hand, not the moral
chains
It was long time ago
When I crushed my last fling
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