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I entered the park alone,
nobody seemed to walk along the paths on a bench near the entrance I saw a girl looking at me the wind was sweeping leaves and flowers mad twisters were dancing through trees and alleys her beautiful body was slowly embraced by a nice rainbow of glittering moving colours she asked me smiling and drawling her words to be so kind to give her a leaf to cover her body... on the last bench near the exit a slim girl was staring at me in a large black coat with arms crossed tight around her body shivering with cold, looking pale and tired she asked me with a quivering voice lend me a leaf please, I beg you to cover my body, I need it so much please I left the park behind me, I am free forgetting and forgiving the only park with “one way” streets, for pedestrians like me.
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