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Four children placed flowers. Marissa stood nearby. Thomas faced the stone beneath the maple tree.
“I thought I lost you,” he whispered.
“But you left me everything.”
The wind stirred the leaves. Children laughed.
The past remained unchanged.
But the future—finally—had roots.
Because sometimes, life doesn’t return what it takes.
It gives more than we ever imagined
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