A green lung
in the city's concrete chest,
a breath of open air,
where history whispers,
and families gather.
Not just a park,
but a stage for dreams,
a place of quiet contemplation,
and boisterous laughter,
a tapestry of lives interwoven.
The Rizal Monument,
a sentinel of stone,
a silent gaze,
across the bay,
a reminder of sacrifice and hope.
Fountains dance,
in the midday heat,
spraying cool relief,
a children's delight,
a moment...
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