I hear juniors learning and sand being tipped into pots.
The wind is sawing through the trees.
I see the shimmering metal slide.
I see the Dental van with kids coming and going.
I see half a dome like ball buried in the ground.
I smell crisp air.
I smell a tree like its brushing beneath my nose.
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