In his dreams he found the lost times of his childhood
It was a delicious cake decorated with a pine tree in the middle. At the highest point, there was a little boy. He was of icing and was watching the view from his heights. Suspended from the ceiling, three airplanes, were flying past, right in front of the pine tree.
That cake… the old traveller contemplated it in his dreams, as he sat on a bench in the park and overpoweringly asleep. He remembered that wonderful day, when they effectively did fly past, so close to him that one of the pilots had actually smiled at him, as he saluted him with his hand to his forehead, military style.
So much time had passed since he had thought about that happy day and what the warm love of his parents had meant to him in those childhood days.
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