“Jumping up and down”

Jumping up and down that day I saw them sitting down there.

Down there at the bottom of the hill.

I watched them and I wanted to be down there with them.

I wanted to be part of their gang.

Instead, I had to be content jumping up and down on my trampoline watching them having fun down there at the bottom of the hill.


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