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I used to dream about meeting him. Barry Allen. The Flash. I’d write little stories in my head about the connection we’d share. That he would see how alike we were and then the Flash would know how much he meant to me and feel the same. It’s a shame, but I doubt that I’ll ever meet the Flash to tell him how I feel. That even though I had no one in my life, his sense of hope was a light in the darkness of the future. And as long as I had that… I was never alone.
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