My life at this instance is like a playground.
Everybody just came for fun, amusement or company.
One family move away; a new family moved in.
Meeting new faces everyday.
After a day of fun, u duno when is the next time they are coming back.
Prolly some stayed few months, til a better form of relaxation comes along, they would neglect this place.
For those who stayed years; finding it their memorable hang out area, when their childhood is over, i'll be kept only as memories or be long forgotten.
Some might have bad experience of the place and felt rejected from the place ever since the event to avoid reminding them of the negative.
Pple sitting on the swing, kicks the sand beneath their feet in every direction, leaving a hole that nobody's gonna cover up. After swinging, they left.
The mischievious vandalised, leaving scars behind and wouldnt bother healing.
End of the day, everyone leaves.
When the facilities wear out, i'm demolished.

I pretty hope this torn up playground would be reconstruct into a garden of plants; where life exist and are constantly renewed. Other than that, i rather be left alone as a flat piece of wasteland.

sigh.

Oei
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