There were a lot of little blue flowers growing where I was born. I loved and admired them. But one day I thought to myself: were they here before I was born and will they be here after I leave? What if not me admiring and looking at these little blue flowers right now, but they are watching me at this moment in the middle of eternity? It was the first time in my childhood when I thought that one day I would have to leave this beautiful land where beautiful little blue flowers grow.

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