I see green pastures. I see colorful tents.
It is so cold I am trembling.
I can feel the pellets of ice falling from the sky on my hand.
It seems like a dream.
So it can really happen, I tell myself.
Hail stones.
Every cell in my body, every artery in my heart feels elated and tranquil.
The smile is adamant, it won't leave.
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Today when I closed my eyes while commuting to work,
I found this moment that was hidden somewhere deep in my memory.
And within seconds I was transported back to Padri.
To that chilling moment, that beautiful moment, my moment.
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