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From Dashie, with love 

In the bright, windy morning, the website said that the letter was still waiting to get airlifted from France.

But, the tall man in the brown shirt, the postman, appeared at cjunior's just as the Sun peeked above the zenith.

The captivating smell of the plastic cover, presents, filled the air as he placed it on my palm.

"It can't be!"

I opened it slowly, with laser precision, enjoying the essence.

'La Poste, France'- said the seal, marked on the second of March.

Inside was seven cards, photos printed with love, from a place 5000 miles away.

The words were as beautiful as his toots, touching as I thought it would be.

The picture of Seine looked magical and Maât's, the cat's coloured eyes appeared to be shining.

My heart was melting as I skipped through those colored photos.

It's been more than an year since I joined oldbytes, and the vibes I created with people all across the world are just incredible.

Thanks, @dashie
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Now, all the postcards I've recieved proudly sits above the idols and the Gods, among the trophies my brother and I had won at school.

At the extreme right it's the one from Belgium, the one dedicated to the British soldiers who helped them during the war, and at the left, the one from USS Missouri, Hawaii.

In the middle lies @dashie 's card and a photo of his cat, Maat, watching over all of us.

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