Setting the scene…
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My Story
I remember time when I playing with my friends on the corner of our house with soil. If feel like a sprite of water falling out from a mountain 🏔️ represents peace and happiness among the people.
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Previously
…The houses looked different now, softer, as if the evening light had wrapped them in a gentle glow. The sounds of the street were familiar—a car passing, a door closing, a mother calling her child in for supper. We walked slowly, not wanting to rush, not wanting the day to end. As we reached the corner of our house, I paused. The soil was still there, dark and rich, waiting for us to return. But for now, it could wait. The memory of the stream, the dam, the skipping stones—it was enough. It was more than enough. I looked up and saw the sun beginning to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and red. And I wondered what tomorrow would bring.