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I am a lover of monkeys I wonder if I will ever see a real monkey I hear them screeching from a distance I see many species of monkeys running free I want to catch a glimpse of a baby monkey I am a lover of monkeys. I pretend to be a monkey roaming in the rain forest I feel the trees welcome me I touch the rough branches as I climb I worry that I may fall and never climb those trees again I cry when the day ends and I may climb no more. I am a lover of monkeys I know I will die soon I say I will climb til'' then I dream that I go on forever I hope this dream will never end I am a lover of monkeys.

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