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We will swing and swing higher, higher, until our toes touch the sky.

And when are toes scrape the blue, When the clouds are below Then we jump We jump and we Fly. We went to the park today listening to 60’s rock laughter and grass stains  trees that must be climbed. slides and swings and tunnels again and higher and climbing up instead of sliding down basketball… Continue reading We will swing and swing higher, higher, until our toes touch the sky.