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In memory, peach blossoms bloomed far out of reach. Now, someone has broken off a pristine branch, cleaned it …

In memory, peach blossoms bloomed far out of reach. Now, someone has broken off a pristine branch, cleaned it like a treasure, and placed it in its paws. No longer must it be the stray stepping through mud to pick up fallen petals.

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