You might never know, but you might have met a very important person in your life somewhere in the distant past.
That person is there in the fleeting memories and so even when you meet that person again in your life you might not remember.
Just like that, an interaction that was meant to be happens among all the coincidental ones and escapes within the back of our minds.
Unknowingly, we live like that.
In oblivion.
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Azalea, as a four year old child ended up getting lost when her aunt and uncle brought her and the kids to a carnival in another city.
A city near the border.
Azalea was an innocent child, pure like untainted snow and like any other child her age, she was fascinated by everything happening in the carnival.
For a four year old, the world felt too big, she darted her eyes around everywhere.
Her big round blue eyes staring at everything, the stalls, the food, the bubbles that reflected the rainbows in them, the juggler outside the circus tent.
