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In Dream of A Pair of Shoes;

It was almost night, the weather was cold and the wintery wind was dancing with the little dots of snow in the air, singing the song of freshness and greatness of the universe for the muddy land of the earth.
Among the fuzzy air of coldness, a little boy with his bare feet was walking on the icy land, the touch of his feet were making the tone of the crunchy sounds toward ears. Sometimes, he was slipping his feet on the snow floor, which was laying on the pavement, for feeling and getting less cold wind in his bare feet, another time he was holding his right foot and granting warmth from his hands.
He did not stop walking, and continued his hidden smile under the cold veil of the universe with his head down.
Just near a small shop, beside the broken pavement by bombs, the boy stopped and looked inside the store through its snowy glasses. He cleaned the white scars from the face of the windows with his right hand, there were waves in his moist eyes, hitting his hopes in his sparkling eyes. He might be pleading for not having of an undesired desire. The boy was looking to the shoes in the store.
On the other side of the pavement, there was a woman walking with her black scarf toward the shop. She might be in hurry, but it was looking like she was coming from the brightest part of the universe toward the broken way.

She walked toward the boy, but could not pay attention to him in a glimpse, while about entering the store, she paused and breathed and looked at the boy who was watching the store through the window.
She smiled with her sparkling eyes. She entered the real world of the shoes, and the boy was imagining the world of the shores through the slides of the shop.
In a few minutes later, the door was opened and the woman came with a plastic in her hands. It was a pair of shoes in her hand.

The woman said with smile, “come here; my dear son”.
The boy looked at the woman with his murmuring mouth and moist eyes, and came to the woman with his head down, and she put the pair of shoes near to the boy's feet and said, "Wear them and let your feet to get the warmth of winter." The boy, who was amazed, and grateful, and blessed. His eyes started shinning and enlightening like the land got the sun to be bright again, and the real air was to breathe the harmony of humans.

The boy looked at the woman and asked, “ Are you God?”
The woman with his trembling heart said, “No my dear son, I am only one of his creatures”
The boy said with his eyes toward the sky,
“Aha, that's why I felt that you have a
relation with God.”

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