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A wonderful meetingπ½π
As the golden sun was setting,π
I was sitting with my face hidden behind the book I had picked up to read.πSuddenly, a sound pierced through my sleep —“Mom… Mom…”πΏ With a startled heart,π I ran towards the yard.π‘
Looking around,π I saw a little cat crying out for help.π Climbing onto the rock where it stood, I noticed two ash-grey marble-like balls,❤ placed on a piece of cloth filled with colorful wool,πglistening under the rays of the sun.π»With a trembling heart, as the little one tried once again to hide,πit finally took refuge in the palm of my hand.π»
In a moment, I ran to the kitchen and found a cup of white milk.πΌClosing its ash-colored eyes, it drank with delight,πas if its mother had returned to it once more.ππ
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