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Once upon a time, there was a poor man who had nothing to give his son for his birthday. Instead, he gave him a stone that had a unique shape. The boy was disappointed at first, but as he held the stone, he realized it was very special. He kept the stone with him all the time and treasured it. Years later, the man became very rich and gave his son many expensive gifts, but the son always remembered the special stone his father had given him. It was a reminder of the love and support he had received from his father.
- Autor: miujkk ( Offline)
- Publicado: 8 de mayo de 2024 a las 00:56
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What gives value is not the price. They are the memories. The affection. Even the simplest thing is valuable. When it is given from the heart.
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