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Eating each other,
the survival instinct takes you
to the coal-pit.

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Seeking the closure
of gold mine. The jellyfish
has lost the stinging tentacles.

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The beehive was in 
turbulence. Golden honey was 
going up for sale in famine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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