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The old man sat alone on the park bench, staring into the distance. A young couple walked by, holding hands and laughing. The old man couldn't help but smile as memories flooded his mind. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a faded photograph of his late wife. "We were like them once," he whispered to himself. As he put the photo away, a gentle breeze brushed past his face and he knew she was still with him, in his heart. He closed his eyes and whispered, "I love you."
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RAJA FAISAL SHAHZAD
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