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Behind Glass
Looking into the distance, he felt the glass on his hand and forehead as he pressed himself against it. The brown grass rustled under his feet.
Every time he stood here, he tried to be as close to the barrier as possible to see as far as possible. There was darkness around him, illuminated by small lights in the distance.
He had often wondered what was hidden in the dark. In the beginning it was just a small wish. He had looked into the distance from time to time while working in his garden or lying on the soft green grass in the warm sunlight. But as more time passed, the greater the desire grow to be able to go through the glass. In the end he stood in front of it day after day, staring into the distance. Hoping to see something.
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