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Bathed in the warmth of evening light, remnants of another time linger quietly in the grass. The old rocking horse, once full of motion and laughter, now stands still—an echo of youth and years gone by. Some memories never truly fade; they just wait for the wind to stir them again.
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A picture held us captive. Beautiful description of an evocative and dramatic photograph. Super!