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A somber, gray sky looms over a lonely, weathered bench sitting empty in a desolate park. The once vibrant flowers nearby have withered, their petals scattered by the cold, unforgiving wind. A single, rusting swing sways back and forth, as if mourning the absence of laughter and joy that once filled this forgotten place.
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