Sometimes I say to myself, “Everybody can forget sometimes. Everybody can forget to put the glass over the flower on some evening.
And the sheep can come to the flower in the night and…” Then the bells change to tears.
It’s all a great mystery. For you who also love the little prince and for me, nothing in the universe can be the same if somewhere,
we don’t know where, a sheep ate or didn’t eat a rose… Look up at the sky.
Ask yourself, “Did the sheep eat the flower or not?” And you will see how everything changes.
And no adult will ever understand that this is so important. For me, this is the most beautiful and saddest land in the world.
I want to make another picture of it. It’s the same as the picture before, but I drew the land once more.
I want to remember it better. It’s here where the little prince appeared on Earth, and disappeared.
Look at this picture carefully because you can come to this place one day if you travel in Africa, in the desert.
And, if you really come to this place, I am asking you, please don’t hurry. Wait a little when you’re under the star.
Then if a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and who doesn’t answer your questions, you will know who he is.
If this happens, please, be so kind, don’t let me be sad, write to me quickly that he is back.
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