Glass

Oh the sights outside, how I long to be in the outdoors. Behind this pane of clear solid glass almost like ice to the touch, I see the trees with their green leaves fluttering in the slight breeze, and the white clouds floating by like huge cotton balls in the sky. If only this pane wasn't there separating me from the outside air. Oh how I long to be in the Outdoors.





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