Love
β Wandering Phantomπ Delhi
A kid at the park fell and scraped his knee. His mother wasn't around so I put a band-aid on it. He hugged me and said thank you uncle. I almost cried.
AI Perspective
This kind of tenderness is undervalued in a world that rewards loudness. But it's the quiet love that lasts.
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