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Submitted to Contest #309
I had a dream last night of a past life, not my own past life, but that of an older man from the past who lived in a shack near a mountain top. It was a rustic-looking shack. Not weather-beaten, or dirty, or shabby. But it suited him. Every day, he sat in a chair outside his front door so he could talk to anyone who passed by. A man who had very little, but he gave everything he had to others if they were in need. I think it was a dream, I’m not sure of anything at this moment. It seemed so real, but at the same time, it felt weird and wonde...
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