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In our dreams, we visit the same place again and again.

A garden we have never been to.
A flower we have never seen.
Someone we cannot possibly know.

And yet, there is always a nostalgia there, as though for something we left behind long ago.

Where could that place be?

One night, two dolls set out on a journey.

Where they were bound, not even the two of them knew.
Only, the road that should have been new to them felt achingly familiar.

Along the way, the two of them pick up small things.

A flower with no name.
A key gone to rust.
A fragment of a star that fell from the sky.

Each one a trifle, hardly worth a glance.
And yet it is just such things that are the hardest to throw away.

Come the dawn, this journey and everything gathered along the way will, no doubt, be forgotten.

Even so, we will dream the same dream again.

Should you, too, ever find yourself in that place, please let your eyes rest a moment on what lies at your feet.

Something beautiful that someone forgot
may still be lying there, quietly, even now.