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    <img src="img\Littleprince.JPG" alt=""><br>
    <p>
        As the little prince dropped off to sleep, I took him in my arms and set out walking once more. <u>I felt deeply moved and stirred. It seemed to me that I was carrying a very fragile treasure.</u>
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        It seemed to me, even, that there was nothing more fragile on all Earth.
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        In the moonlight I looked at his pale forehead, his closed eyes, his locks of hair that trembled in the wind, and I said to myself:
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        "What I see here is nothing but a shell. What is most important is invisible..."
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        As his lips opened slightly with the suspicion of a half-smile, I said to myself, again:
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        "What movse me so deeply, about this little prince who is sleeping here, is his loyalty to a flower -- the image of a rose that shines through his whole being like the flame of a lamp, even when he is asleep..."
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        And i felt him to be more fragile still.
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       <u>I felt the need of protecting him, as if he himself were a flame that might be extinguished by a little puff of wind...</u>
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