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2. List of proverbial phrases - Wikipedia

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   Live for today, for tomorrow never comes; Live to fight another day (This saying comes from an English proverbial rhyme, "He who fights and runs away, may live to fight another day") Loose lips sink ships; Look before you leap; Love is blind – The Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act II, Scene 1 (1591) Love of money is the root of all evil [16]

3. Graco (baby products) - Wikipedia

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   After 18 months of research and development, the Swyngomatic - the world's first wind-up, automatic baby swing was born in 1955, designed by company engineer Dave Saint. [ 6 ] In 1987, the company pioneered the invention of the Pack N' Play Portable Playard, the world's first portable play yard (designed by Nate Saint, Dave Saint's son).

4. Swing (seat) - Wikipedia

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   Tire swing Canopy swing. Tire swings are a form of swing made from a whole tire. These are often simply a new or used tire hanging from a tree on a rope. On commercially-developed playground swing sets, oversized new tires are often reinforced with a circular metal bar to improve safety and are hung on chains from metal or wooden beams.

5. Dad shares chilling video of swing set moving 'like ... - AOL

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6. Adventure playground - Wikipedia

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   An adventure playground is a specific type of playground for children. Adventure playgrounds can take many forms, ranging from "natural playgrounds" to "junk playgrounds", and are typically defined by an ethos of unrestricted play, the presence of playworkers (or "wardens"), and the absence of adult-manufactured or rigid play-structures.

7. Birches (poem) - Wikipedia

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   Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen. They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for long, they never right themselves: You may see their trunks arching in the woods Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground