One day, someone asked what is my dream. I shook my head, laughing at the thought foolish. Smiling gently, consoling myself with one hand tightened slightly. Then slowly pulled out a tiny ball of light spots, so in my palm, as the shared secret from the trust.
I looked at him.
I stood up.
And dream throw towards deep forest with all his might obtain capacity.
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