Another Universe Pt. 2

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I wanted to help him..
Maybe give him some money to buy a new pair of slippers.
...
But money, I have none too plenty.
The least I can do is fix his slipper, but the resort is too dark to find any materials to use.
I wanted to say something, but no words came out of my mouth.
I was left alone. Trapped in another universe.
After a while, he went inside the changing room, carrying his pot on one hand, and his slippers on the other.
He was about my age and about my size.
We could have been similar in many ways..
I liked to ask him questions: Where he lives, was the Champorado sold out, what happened to his slippers and what he would do next.
But the biggest question was for myself: Would I do the same if the circumstances dictates me so?
At a distance, I saw the vendor.
His backpack to be exact, there was little light to see him clearly. He was sort of walking with a drag.
I just hoped he gets home safe and sound.
It was already dark when we were ready to leave.
The frogs already began their chorus.
I wanted to jump into the cold again—to wash my guilt away.
To me, it sounded like a woeful dirge.

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