When the little heart was still very little, it did not have any dreams, because it did not have the images to dream.
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The Little Heart
Short StoryThe bitter-sweet story of growing up. (Disclaimers: the story is not mine, I just thought that everyone out there deserves to her this tear-jerking story )
Zygote
When the little heart was still very little, it did not have any dreams, because it did not have the images to dream.
