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I hold his hand, tightly. As if he might fly, disappear leaving me empty.

I swallowed my tear and force a smile as his pale lips tremble.

"you remember that book you told me?", i asked in a soft voice.
"what book?", his groggy voice replied, evidence of pure exhaustion and on the verge of giving up.

"there's a boy who kept walking up the mountain, braving the cold and the wilderness. He is lonely except for 7 wolves who stayed with him despite it all. And finally", my voice starts to crack.

"finally...they reached that place. Oh baby do you remember, it was so beautiful, and the sunset was a deep color of orange,pink and purple."

A small smile formed on his dry lips as he nodded slightly, and I felt relieve in me when he remembers.
"let's go there love", i tugged at his hand gently.

"let's go to the land of dreams, where we are happy and loved. Where we are the owners and champions of our future. Let's go, fly with me my love", I whispered as he closed his, a serene look finally passed his face.

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