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Elephants

Elephant skin is bark-like and rough, advanced to a crisp, leathery tough. The great Milky Way could not be so large, nor so grey as the elephant’s muscular trunk with aged-to-stone sinew—a supple, flannel hunk. The overcast skies toss a dullness on the day - somber and muted like the grey in the way of the elephant—its color worn unconsciously, innocuously, and steadfastly. There is a mythos about elephants that depicts them as ponderously, lumbering mammoths, hulking and bulky as a brand- spanking, new heavy-weight, woolen sweater —yet they are most agile and keen creatures whose clumsiness is widely over-stated and over rated. For intelligence, communication skills, and memory they cannot be bested – fascinating creatures, the elephants.

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