At night, trees shine through my frosted glass doors. Their silhouettes wax and wane with the moonlight outside. I often wonder what type of silhouette I would see if something stood right outside the door.
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At night, trees shine through my frosted glass doors. Their silhouettes wax and wane with the moonlight outside. I often wonder what type of silhouette I would see if something stood right outside the door.
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