And there Santiago was.
A little person approached and said:
”I found the Alchemist.”
And contined to play,little girl with flowers in her hair.
I can’t hate but i can love.
I can’t run,but i can walk.
I can’t write,but i can read.
I can’t leave,but i can stay.
I can’t fly,but i still love the birds.
”So where is the Alchemist?”
”Oh,i am the Alchemist of my heart and soul,and that is fortune of mine.”
Santiago woke up.
And there was a little girl with flowers in her hair.
”Who you are looking for?”
Asked little girl with flowers in her hair.
And continued to play in field of unknown.
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