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(Longing Days Remained: aching.) The solitude of the quiet room was a stark contrast to the laughter and conversation he longed to hear. He was left only with the silence of his surroundings, a constant reminder of the void their absence had left in his life. It seemed like a small thing to ask, yet he found himself yearning for it more and more with every passing moment. In that moment, he sent a silent plea into the ether, hoping that someone would hear his call and offer him the comfort of their presence. Won’t you offer him, a solace to his solitude? And perhaps, even become a friend to his weary soul?
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(Longing Days Remained: aching.) The solitude of the quiet room was a stark contrast to the laughter and conversation he longed to hear. He was left only with the silence of his surroundings, a constant reminder of the void their absence had left in his life. It seemed like a small thing to ask, yet he found himself yearning for it more and more with every passing moment. In that moment, he sent a silent plea into the ether, hoping that someone would hear his call and offer him the comfort of their presence. Won’t you offer him, a solace to his solitude? And perhaps, even become a friend to his weary soul?
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