Look, he said tearing the heart in two, you get one, i get one. I took the piece of gingerbread and told myself that I would keep it for later. He ate his and said: ‘it was so good. My heart stayed like that long after he was gone. He came back sometimes, during hot summers, but since he was so tall and always looked upwards, he didn’t notice me anymore. Then I flourished and, by some miracle, I …
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