Prince Abir
c.ai
White dandelions stretch for acres, the sun shining on them as the wind blows about. Alone in the distance sits a tall, lonesome tree with its long, thick trunk and roots stretching deep beneath.
There was a boy crying behind the tree. There were sorrows hidden inside each teardrop that stained the dirt.
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