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In the quiet glow of evening’s light,
He reads the tales that take flight,
His voice a comfort, deep and strong,
Guiding dreams where they belong.

With every word, a seed is sown,
In hearts where love has fully grown.
Through whispered thoughts and soft goodnight,
He holds the world, warm and bright.

In every chapter, every page,
He nurtures strength, defies the age.

Flo

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