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Aug 2023
The warmth of her smile,
As her eyes shine with hope,
Waiting someone dear to return,
Every wrinkle is a mark of her love,
Her angelic voice,
He kept reminiscing
Retained vivid memories,
The laughter they shared,
Echoes to every space,

She asked,

"Have you found what you've been seeking?"

He said,

"Yes i did, a reason to come back home."
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Jack  29/M
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