To not notice I'm gone I'm counting down to the door, "... everyone's lips widened in smile and flowers sprouted from tears ... " , turn off the light and close smoothly "... the magician wave his magic wand again and embraced the solitude forming a puzzle ..." checking their breaths that have gone to sleep. When I wake in the morning still counting "... and all they wanted to live happily discovered" to believe that I have narrated their dreams.
- "Awake my love, it's time to release this beautiful day," I tell my kids.
Illustration: Valeria Cis
Illustration: Valeria Cis
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