The Wilting Flowers

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The Wilting Flowers

It was a beautiful sunny day, the birds were chirping and there was a gentle breeze blowing. I walked into the park and sat on the nearest empty bench. Settling myself on the bench with my notebook, I started looking around. There were many people in the park that day being a weekend as well as such a lovely day. Couples were strolling by, some sitting on the freshly cut grass holding hands, toddlers were running around squealing with continuous laughter. Numerous individuals were walking or jogging along the path. On my right, some ...