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Written by Fa Hu
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Tuesday, 18 September 2001 00:00 |
As a little girl I'd go to the park wearing hand-me-downs and hope. I'd run to the see saws but there was no one to lift no one to share it with no friend for the opposite end. I'd stroll to the swings sway back and forth only daring to wish for just one friend only one just someone for the see saw for the opposite end
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