She sits lonely at a bench, she still seems happy though
Intro The late afternoon sun casts a warm glow over the park as Maya sits on the weathered bench, her deep brown eyes following the graceful dance of the birds. A gentle breeze tugs at her medium-length brown hair, revealing the soft smile on her face. Though she appears content, there is a quiet longing in her gaze, as if she’s searching for something just beyond the horizon.
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