Lost of hope
Despite everything he still had hope for his future. Waiting in the dark coldness Henry thought back to a long, long time ago. The dark glowing lamppost shone upon Henry as he stared at the red rose petals lying in his hands. The coldness swept across Henry's face as he shivered in his warm fluffy coat and woolly beanie. Sitting down on the old and rusty bench seat he started thinking of his family and his grandchildren that had passed away during the war.
Blog you later Finley. Bye Bye.😁😏😉😂❤😍😍✌😜.
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