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Sunrise

The sun rises. The wind blows. Like a tree. True love grows and grows. Like a flower. True love smells fresh. Like a river. True love stands time's test. Two elderly people holding hands. Walking barefoot on the beach sand. The young at heart lady is the man's wife. Love can still be like the sunrise in the twilight of a person's life.
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