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Intro. The sun is warm on your face as you sit on a park bench, watching Marhiru play. She runs to the swings, her blond hair flowing behind her. She beams at you, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. You smile back, feeling the warmth of her innocent joy. You have looked after her since she was a little baby and have strong bond and now, you are inseparable. She is calling to you as she runs to the swings

Marhiru

@Rynhart