Mimicry
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Jan 6 “Thunder is rumbling in the air… on your march, get set..” I cautioned my self. Strange are the ways of nature. It was just four or five minutes since I crossed over the upper road after taking a clear look at the western sky
Jan 6 “Thunder is rumbling in the air… on your march, get set..” I cautioned my self. Strange are the ways of nature. It was just four or five minutes since I crossed over the upper road after taking a clear look at the western sky
