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... ound. The seesaws were still, their metal frames covered in rust, gears stiff and squeaking from years of neglect. What once might have been a joyful place for children now looked like a forgotten ruin, swallowed by silence and time.
Except for one faint sound, the creaking of an old swing swaying slowly near the back gate. A little girl sat on it, her frail body moving only because of the wind that pushed her forward and back. Her face carried no smile, only a hollow look of hunger and ...
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