The Park Bench Here I sit, on this park bench, Drink in hand, my thirst won't quench. Numbing pains of yesterday, Alone, unseen, what can I say. I sit, I sleep, this bench it knows, It's felt my heartache, heard my woes. Alone, unseen, what can I say, Numbing pains of yesterday. Drink in hand, my thirst won't quench, Here I sit, on this park bench. #srp
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