We all stand around Luke's grave, feeling glued to the ground as a deep sorrow settles in my chest. The air is heavy with grief, yet I find myself unable to shed tears. Memories of our laughter and shared moments flood my mind, each one a testament to the bond we had cherished. Though my eyes remain dry, my heart aches with a profound sense of loss. We don't exchange any words, but instead hold onto the memories of Luke, knowing they would live on within us.
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