The park

In a sudden moment
The park looked wooden
In 100 years
It might be metal
When the rain comes
I feel pain
The cold and dampness
Drives me insane
When people go home
I feel alone
My heart suddenly
Turns to stone
I like the look
Of that ice cream cone

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