Completed my first read of the year, the little prince, as the third revisit to the story, to find myself feeling very subtly a sense of grief, most likely over the unresolved pasts that calls for my unwilling acceptance. Although I recognise a bit of myself in each of the characters, I feel the loss of the fox or the pilot most intensely, having to always bid farewell and part.
But I shall understand that I too, can be as brave as little prince, to protect the one rose that is unique to him, even if it hurts.
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