It was Friday afternoon when I saw her. She was all alone. I approached her carefully.
"How are you?", I asked.
She looked at me with confusion written all over her face. It was then that I knew she did not recognize me.
" Who are you?", she asked.
" You don't know me?", I asked.
She looked at me once again. Her eyes squinted to analyze me but they grew larger when she did.
" You... you are me from the past.", she said.
Finally, she recognized herself. Something she had forgotten because of life itself. Her eyes were filled with dream once again, her face smiled from the heart.
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