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Jul25
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She loves the scent of the flowers after the rain..That gentle fragrance of nature that would bring her a smile time and again..
I used to talk about..All the places I’ve been..Daydream..Of all the places I would rather be but none of them brought me as much joy..Or bliss..As she has..In the days she opened my eyes to a world I never thought I’d see..
We put so much thought into material gifts, Big rings and shiny things. But, what about memories and the joy within?