There was a dream that persisted in staying there, passing again and again. Showing every little detail that wasn't too easy to forget again. He wanted to stay there, that piece of mind where he hurt the most. There wasn't much to do about the dream, it was as uncontrollable as the air, the most she could do was try to digest it. Understanding him was the only option, but she still didn't understand. Then he passes and passes again, making it clear what he would like her to understand.She was so tired, she decided to take it.The dream was divided, she didn't know how many parts, but it was obvious that it wasn't a single one. She didn't care how many times he shared, she just tried to understand, again, what he was talking about. Anyway, what seemed to be the first, showed a young woman, who had not passed her seventeen years, who was sitting in a garden so flowery that it hurt so much brightness and color. She was so beautiful that it wasn't like something that was easily noticed i
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