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One day, in the great plot of the whims of tender fate, a certain boy fell from the sky and held my hand. An angel without feathers, forever on a journey to find them.
He had a warm, saccharine smile. His presence brought stars to my eyes that sparkled gently, imagining the kingdom of our dreams, in a different world, far away from here.
But his eyes held forests of memories that I couldn't reach.
The angel without feathers reformed his wings and drifted away, far from home.
Someday, I’ll have wings too.
And I’ll use them to find you.