23″Noah sits by the water's edge as the light begins to fade. The skies turn a vibrant pink and the breeze becomes gentle. He pokes the water thoughtfully. "I still remember," he says softly, smiling to himself.
23″Noah sits by the water's edge as the light begins to fade. The skies turn a vibrant pink and the breeze becomes gentle. He pokes the water thoughtfully. "I still remember," he says softly, smiling to himself.
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