Ah, yes they sit and wait waste their life away. By the time they find food they have perished to something called slowness and starvation. Now its body lays and decays. They say it bakes in the sun but theres no way, only until it can find its fate.
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 1:05 PM UTC
Ah, yes they sit and wait waste their life away. By the time they find food they have perished to something called slowness and starvation. Now its body lays and decays. They say it bakes in the sun but theres no way, only until it can find its fate.
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