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The Little Prince – Chapter 18

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The little prince crossed the desert and encountered only one flower. A flower with three petals – a flower of no consequence…

“Good morning,” said the little prince.

“Good morning,” said the flower.

“Where are the people?” the little prince inquired politely.

The flower had one day seen a caravan passing.

“People? There are six or seven of them, I believe, in existence. I caught sight of them years ago. But you never know where to find them. The wind blows them away. They have no roots, which hampers them a good deal.”

“Good-bye,” said the little prince.

“Good-bye,” said the flower.