Storytelling time

In a forgotten garden, a single rose bloomed, its crimson petals vibrant against the overgrown vines. It whispered stories of love and loss to the passing wind, its beauty a testament to resilience. And though it wilted with time, its essence lingered, reminding the world that even fleeting moments can hold eternal beauty.


Not very good time for storytelling, need to make profit :slight_smile:

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:joy: Story is good for ease of stress

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