Once upon a time there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, on the edge of the field that no longer exists, where everything was discovered and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword. A pebble could be a diamond. A tree a castle.
Once upon a time there was a girl. She loved a boy that no longer exists in her life, she lived in a dream that no longer exists, she used to hold a hand that no longer exists.
Now the boy and the girl grew up. They dont have time to remember early-age childish promises. They dont carry emotional baggage. They are Darwin`s fittest species.
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