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One summer night, before I soared thousands of feet into the air as home grew infinitely small, I fell asleep and entered the dream world. While I was there, I took three mental pictures. First, I wished to capture one human being's pure beauty and kindness. Second, I wished to preserve the marshmellow blanket and the unscathed whiteness forever. Third, I wished more people would stand in the myriad doorways of the world, instead of rushing in and out of them.
