The Swing

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There is freedom
To be found
In something
So simple

Leaning backing
Feet leaving the ground
Legs pumping
Arms pulling

Until suddenly
You are soaring
Towards the trees
And clouds above

Shut your eyes
Lean further back
Feel the wind
Smell the air

Breath
Smile
Relax

Bask in these few
Blessed moments
Where there is nothing
But you and the swing

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