A Day At The Park
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The gates stood tall, in all their glory, coated in peeling paint, moaning and groaning with every touch. The lord of the park, overseeing the many adventures of the public; guarding the wonders that lay inside. The flowers blooming and blossoming alongside the wrought iron gates, stood out as if they didn't belong there. If looked at closely, there are numerous amounts of carvings of previous guests etched into he once black, infinite posts. Individual ivy was clinging onto the posts, suffocating them; squeezing the life out of them.
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