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She looked into his distant eyes,
eyes that carried a lot of wisdom in them.
His skin, full of wrinkles;
but she didn鈥檛 see the wrinkles.
She saw love,
endurance,
resilience.
The wrinkles at the corner of his eyes
counted years of laughter,
of happiness.
His hands, smooth as sandpaper,
rested on her forearm.
She did not flinch.
She just felt the touch.
It was a golden touch.
She sat,
listening to his advice.
His wisdom washed through her soul
one word after the other.
Thank you for reading 鉂わ笍.
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