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RememberingI remember the days you would come, and i would shout with glee. You tied a rope around my arm and would swing...swing... Creak, crack, bend, rub, back and forth all day. And when you left, I would cry, but then I saw the burns you left on me. The next day you came back and the next... and the next... Though you left sores upon my arm, I still smiled, for I saw your happy face.Remembering
The years went by, you grew up, and each year your visits were fewer. But even as you grew heavier, Not a protest whispered from my lips, &nbs
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