Children

They flushed the old weathered toilet 

They hopped, skipped and ran. They giggled and sang. They ate cotton candy topped with lifesavers.

They were giddy from it all. Mirth just overwhelmed their senses and being. 
They rolled around on the grass inhaling its scent. They felt no care in the world. None. They were free to just play and be happy.
The bell tolled. They rolled one last time and headed to the shack.  They looked at one another, held hands and flushed the old weathered toilet. 
They were all seperated looking out from their respective windows. It was time to work and pay the piper.

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