Last weekend, a little blonde boy with overalls was walking down the street
with his mother. He walked past me, looked at me. And kept walking
with his mother. His mom looked around, and couldn't find him. I suddenly
felt a tap on the back of my leg, it was the boy. He looked up at me and put his
little arm out. In his hand was
a little red flower with only two pedals.
that little boy gives me hope.
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