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Mark's POV Outside, in the yard of a huge house, I'm running after four children. They are giggling and screaming as I attempt to catch them. I pick up a little girl with brown hair and green eyes, sixteen months old. She giggles as I throw her up in the air and catch her as she comes down. I tickle her, I laugh because she is my whole heart. "Dad, can we play with the ball?" I turn around to see a boy, who seems to be ten years old. He has brown hair and hazel eyes. He is throwing the ball up in the air and catching it. "I will be with you now." I tell him. I place the little girl on the ground. A little boy is running around with a kite and by his side is an even older girl, helping him. She is older than the rest with long hair. I feel a gentle touch on my arm and I turn around
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