A man.
Neither rich nor poor.
Neither hungry nor cold.
At that time, it was almost an achievement.
But deep, inside, he was not satisfied.
Every night, he was praying hard.
“I want my dreams to come true.”
One night, a strange dream, a vision.
He climbs into the attic, lifts an old wooden plank.
Finds a chest of gold.
This dre…
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