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Wake up, and smell the air. It's a gift. The trees breathe for you and the leaves dance. Unbeknownst to many, down there in the dirt an earthworm crawls through the blackest mud, hustling that millimetre life. Rise, as the sun hugs warmly, an orange pudding melting down everything with grace, cute but lethal. A little yawn and frown to that noisy as fuck cicada, and its disturbing lack of animal d...
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May 09, 2022
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