Same slide. Same swing. Same boy.
A few moments today took me back to a younger boy...
a different age...
the same love.
Different and Same
Different year. Different day. Different clothes.
Same slide. Same swing. Same boy.
A few moments today took me back to a younger boy...
a different age...
the same love.
Same slide. Same swing. Same boy.
A few moments today took me back to a younger boy...
a different age...
the same love.
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