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There was once a little prince who lived on a planet that was barely bigger than him, and he needed a friend ... ... I have lived without someone to tell this story on earth for 18 years.
I have so many stories to tell that I would not know where to start. I went through so many worlds, I've met so many people in my immortal life and I always come to the same conclusion:
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"Adults are very, very rare"
I do not want to grow, but that's not the problem ...
I am not who you think, in fact I did not know myself until 5 months ago, when I discovered that I could see my reflection in a mirror and it was easy when I could cross it and find myself there and realize that I had something very different from the rest of the people of the earth, something that could not be seen with the naked eye ... ... something that caused pain but I can not remove myself, I was warned that I should wait for the right person to appear who would see me and return me to my mortal life, only then could I go back home. My home? you will ask yourself, and even if I said where you are or how you can find it, you will be lost by the simple fact of how you think ... ... I will only say that my house, as well as yours, is where your heart is. Now I am in a great desert, with many knowledge and things that I want to share, in the distance I saw how a plane fell and crashed in the sand. The pilot of the plane, it is you and the immortal being, the little prince who dresses before you ...
# ...It's me. ---
... the problem is forgetting.
I am not who you think, in fact I did not know myself until 5 months ago, when I discovered that I could see my reflection in a mirror and it was easy when I could cross it and find myself there and realize that I had something very different from the rest of the people of the earth, something that could not be seen with the naked eye ... ... something that caused pain but I can not remove myself, I was warned that I should wait for the right person to appear who would see me and return me to my mortal life, only then could I go back home. My home? you will ask yourself, and even if I said where you are or how you can find it, you will be lost by the simple fact of how you think ... ... I will only say that my house, as well as yours, is where your heart is. Now I am in a great desert, with many knowledge and things that I want to share, in the distance I saw how a plane fell and crashed in the sand. The pilot of the plane, it is you and the immortal being, the little prince who dresses before you ...
# ...It's me. ---